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Peter Griffin: Boy, this place sure has changed since Pawtucket Pat sold it. Brewery employee: So this is where you'll be working, Mr. Griffin. Oh, and I should mention, employees are welcome to free Pawtucket Ale. We just ask that you don't drink during your shift. Peter Griffin: That won't be a problem, sir. Brewery employee: Great. Well I'll be right back with your ID badge. [walks through a door, then walks out to see Peter naked holding a bottle of beer] Mr. Griffin, what happened to your pants? Peter Griffin: Oh, look who's here, Mr. "I don't have time for your little league games. Come here, you son of a bitch! [throws the bottle of beer which then breaks. He holds on to the employee's shoulders, crying] Why do you close your eyes when we make love?
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