Martian-Daisy

I think I’ve found a better way to phrase Brian’s speech from Not All Dogs Go to Heaven: Brian: Alright Meg, let me put it like this: If God really exists, why is it you have a family that treats you collectively worse than a public dumpster? Meg: That’s…. That’s just their own way of showing affection… Brain: REALLY?! When you have a mom like Lois who willingly spites you and tears you down every time she opens her mouth? A father like Peter who repeatedly farts in your face? Not even getting into everything else he’s done to ya! Meg, Well… Brian: And What sorta god would put you in a house where nobody respects or cares about ya, not even enough to get ya a DAMNED MUMPS SHOT! Meg: Oh… oh no… you’re right Brian… but what is life without god? Where do the answers come from? Brian: I’m so sorry Meg… I didn’t wanna do that, but you were spiraling down a path I just couldn’t ignore. Forget what ya did to me, what you were doing to yourself was worse. sit with me Meg. Meg: