Peter: She ain't what she used to be. Once you get those pants off it's like two sagging breast hams and a slice of pizza. Lois: Thank you, Peter, that makes me feel terrific.
Peter: Lois, you have a gray hair. Lois: What? Peter: Inch and a half left of your part. Lois: Oh my god, you're right. Peter: You know I don't mind so much that you're aging, it's just the way you're shoving it down my throat. Lois: Screw you Peter. Peter: Wow, not today.