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http://www.stanford.edu/~atd10/quizes/fgquiz.html
BTW - I'm Brian.
I'm Quagmire.
stewie. No big surprise.
Me too, but it means nothing to me because I don't think I've ever watched a full episode of the show.Quote:
Originally Posted by AfroMullet
That may be the worst quiz ever. I couldn't even finish.
Quagmire.
If only you knew . . .Quote:
Originally Posted by crashnburn'd
i don't know... help me!
I'm Stewie.
quagmire
Lois! Sweet.
...then I would have wasted an otherwise perfectly good 1/2 hour watching tv?Quote:
Originally Posted by Core Shot
I'm quagmire, which I don't really agree with. Oh well.
WWQD (what would quagmire do?)
A fan of the ladies, Quagmire is Spooner St's resident perv. Quagmire has an unhealthy obsession with Lois, feet, and underage women. Giggity giggity.
Auctioner: Our first item is a pair of panties confiscated from a prostitute.
Quagmire: Fifty bucks.
Auctioner: She had nine STDs.
Quagmire: Forty-five bucks.
Auctioner: And when we caught her she wet herself.
Quagmire: Fifty bucks.
[Quagmire sees a cheerleader tied up in a bathroom stall]
Quagmire: Dear diary: Jackpot.
Quagmire: Hey there sweetie, how old are you?
Connie: 16.
Quagmire: 18? You're first.
Connie: Mom!
Quagmire: I like where this is goin'! Giggidy, giggidy, gig-gi-dy!
Glen Quagmire: Hello, 911? It's Quagmire. Yeah, it's caught in the window this time.
Peter: If you could be stranded on a desert island with any woman in the world, who would it be?
Quagmire: Taylor Hanson.
Joe Swanson: Taylor Hanson is a guy.
Quagmire: [Laughs] You guys are yankin' me. "Hey, let's put one over on Quagmire."
Peter: No, he's actually a guy, Quagmire.
Quagmire: What? That's insane. That's impossible.
[Pause]
Quagmire: Oh god. Oh my god. I've got all these magazines. Oh god.
Quagmire: Fat chicks need love too...they just have to PAY!
Quagmire: (Running through mall and accidentally into the camera room)-Where am I, am I dead?
Security Gaurd:No, this is where we monitor all the dressing rooms in the mall so we can keep an eye out for shoplifters.
(Woman on Monitor has heart attack)
Quagmire: Oh my god! That one's having a heart attack(Runs to womans dressing room)
Quagmire:(Rubs womans chest and breaths in her mouth)
(Woman Becomes concious)
Woman#2:That was amazing.
Woman#3:You saved her life.
Woman#4:Thank god you know CPR.
Quagmire:What the hell is CPR?
Quagmire: Here's to the Drunken Clam, where they don't ask for proof of ID and neither do I.
Peter: I'm gonna go microwave a bagel and have sex with it.
Quagmire: Butter's in the fridge!
Quagmire (runs outside in a robe): Hey guys, what's going on? I was just jerki ... ed out of a deep sleep.
Quagmire: "Hey there little lady. Why don't you turn around and show me your Lower East Side."
Woman (man voice) : "Sure."
Quagmire: "Whoa, transvestite, back off! Wait a minute...pre-op or post-op?"
Woman: "Pre-op."
Quagmire: "Whoa, transvestite, back off!"
Quagmire: I felt guilty once, but she woke up halfway through.
(Quagmire to girl)
Quagmire: You must be a parking ticket, cuz you got fine written all over you
Brian....
Brian.
.....
ugh...Lois. sheesh.
pea-tah.........
Stewie..
TM bitchQuote:
Originally Posted by Core Shot
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