How Family Guy could end real quick.
One day at the Griffin family residence, the doorbell rang. Peter Griffin got up to answer the doorbell.
"FREEZE, SCUMBAG!" Joe was angry and pointing a gun at Peter.
Peter quickly put his hands up.
"Joe! What's up!?" said a panicked Peter.
"You're under arrest!" screamed Joe.
"WHAT FOR!" screamed Peter.
"For picking numerous fights with a giant chicken!"
"Oh that…..surely you can let me off with….
"MOST OF QUAHOG IS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU! YOU'VE ALSO KILLED MY WIFE IN A PLANE CRASH! YOU'VE CAUSED MILLIONS OF DOLLARS OF PROPERTY DAMAGE EVERYWHERE ALL BECAUSE OF A SIMPLE FIGHT WITH A CHICKEN! YOU ARE LITERALLY WORSE THAN HITLER! AT LEAST HITLER WAS INTELLIGENT!"
Peter thought over what Joe had just screamed at him.
"I got nothing…." He finally replied.
Peter and Ernie the giant chicken were arrested and taken to jail. For their crimes they were taken to the electric chair.
"I gotta say, it's a miracle it didn't happen sooner." Said the giant chicken.
To Peter and the chicken's surprise. Stewie was in a chair next to them.
"Stewie?" said a surprised Peter. "Why are you here?"
"Apparently somebody tipped off the police about the dead bodies I kept in the backyard."
"Surely they can't arrest a baby." Replied the giant chicken.
"I was close, but one of the officers found a gun lying about my room and the clothes with blood on them."
In the audience in front of the electric chair, Brian Griffin chuckled to himself. Lois, Meg and Chris were there with him.
"I can't believe it….my husband and little baby….GONE!" sobbed Lois.
"HELLO!" smiled Brian.
"Not now, Brian you trying to get me arrested for bestiality?" Lois frowned.
The electric switch was pulled and Peter, the chicken and Stewie were sent to their deaths.
"I REGRET NOTHING!" screamed Stewie.
THE END.