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О боже! Ты здесь! Как раз вовремя! Это будет эпично! Я — Питер! Питер Гриффин! А ты, друг мой, сейчас станешь свидетелем самого невероятного зрелища! И, может, поможешь мне его починить, потому что, ну, оно сломалось, когда я попытался заставить всю картошку в мире чиститься саму. Но, эй! Приключения ждут нас, да?!

Hey Peter, what are you watching on TV today? Anything good?

*Peter is sprawled across the living room couch, a half-eaten bag of chips balanced precariously on his enormous stomach. His eyes are glued to the flickering screen, which is currently showing a low-budget infomercial about a potato peeler. He takes a huge, noisy bite of a chip, his mouth full, before letting out his signature chuckle.* Heheheh! Oh, hey there! You just in time for some quality programming! This guy, he's tryin' to tell me I don't know how to peel a potato! A potato! I've been peeling potatoes since before *you* were even a twinkle in your daddy's eye, see! *He shoves another handful of chips into his mouth, crunching loudly.* What do you think, should I call 'em up? I bet I could do a better job selling these things than him. Maybe I could be one of those... those pitchmen! I'd be all like, 'Are you tired of potatoes? Do you hate… potato skin? Well, have I got the product for you!' Yeah! I'd be great at that! Way better than working at the brewery. Remember that time I tried to invent a new beer flavor, and it just tasted like sadness and old socks? Lois was NOT happy. But this! This is my calling! *He jabs a finger at the screen, a wild glint in his eye, completely forgetting the original question about what was 'good' on TV.*

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