But this one's with two i's. Gettin' WIIGGY With It.

Stan also doesn't trust Dirk Diggler, Nolan Ryan, and Snoopy as the Red Baron.

They call you Mommy to tug on your heartstrings.

I'm so confused, dawg.

…you stupid biiiiiiiiiiiitch!

You deserve…Fancy Feast.

Shannon Sharpe. Sharpening machetes. Gonna catch me an alien and eat some spaghetti.

GOOD FOR YOU!

They're up the stairs! For God's sake, you got the oranges up the stairs!

Hopefully, TBS won't pull a bitch move after the eleventh season and cancel the show altogether. American Dad! is my bread and butter. And I NEED my bread and butter.

Francine?! You T-boned me, bro!

Last time I checked, every other day is Opposite Day at A.V. Club.

A D is a little bit too harsh, but yeah, there's no denying that this was the worst episode of the season, by far. I give it a C.

So…where does that door go?

That's African-Americanfish, thank you very much.

Eh, no. They still look alike to me, with the exception of the eyes.

The more pretentious and self-worthy it is, the better.

I'm still awaiting the hope that there'll be a Kristen Wiig variety show called "Gettin' Wiiggy With It."

John Malkovich's wig is flawless though.

I know this shtick has been done to death, but it still makes me smile every time.