Somewhere in...wherever Family Guy takes place, the Griffin household was all abuzz with activity. Peter was once again stuck in the stairs, while Lois was away for the day. The kids were at school, while Brian and Stewie stood by the fallen Peter to try to pull him out of the stairs.
"I tell you, Brian, this is worse than that time I met Mr. T at the airport." He said before reminiscing about the situation.
~~Cut To An Airport, Past~~
Peter walked up to the luggage rotating thingy and picked up his luggage, only to turn around to see Mr. T standing there. "Holy crap, it's Mr. T! Can you...can you say it?"
"Say what, fool?" Mr. T said as he looked down at Peter.
"You know, it!"
Mr. T sighed and gave in to the ridiculous request. "I pity the-"
Iron Man burst in through the ceiling and blasted Peter away with a repulsor ray. "I am Iron Man, and I pity the fool who watches this show." He shook Mr. T's hand and flew away.
~~Cut Back To Griffins, Present~~
The three just stared at each other for a moment, until Peter fell through the rest of the stairs and landed below in the basement. "Well, one issue solved...ahh...but I shit myself. Clean pants me, Brian!"
"I say we just leave him down there...coffee?" Brian asked.
"Oh, sure." Stewie replied as they went into the kitchen, leaving Peter to wallow in his own stool.
