Peter: Just give him a little more time!
Scout Master: Fine. You've got three days to earn a badge.
Peter: Three days!? Why, that's tomorrow! We gotta hurry!
(Peter really really has to use the bathroom, while he's driving. He passes sings.)
"Dump: next exit"
"Furniture Store. All stools must go."
"I <3 my shih tzu"
"Bob's House of Feces"
Peter: Oh come on, that one's not even real!
Meg: So I finally get my driver's liscenes, and you lose our car to a casino. How ironic!
Peter: Now don't say that, Meg. Your mother is not an i-ron.