Uh, uh, uh, before you sit down, we’re due at Joe and Bonnie’s for egg nog.

Lois Griffin: Uh, uh, uh, before you sit down, we’re due at Joe and Bonnie’s for egg nog.
Peter Griffin: Lois, can’t we tell them that your mother died?
Lois Griffin: Peter, I’m not going to lie about something like that.
Peter Griffin: All right, all right, I’ll kill your mother. God, when did Christmas become so complicated?