"And why do you have one of Stewie's toys? You know how he gets when you mess with his things," Lois sets up a flash back of being trapped in Stewie's overturned crib with him dressed in jungle fatigues poking her with a sharpened stick.
"I know, but I was bored... And well... It works!" You point at the giant hole in the roof.
"Gah! You think a one year old baby is smart enough to turn a toy into a roof blaster? Your more pathetic than---"
You cut her off. "You know what, Lois, one cutaway per chapter is enough," you stop her.
Lois sighs and looks at the reader. "Sorry," she appologizes. "But Brian, I don't believe this could possibly be!"
"There's always one way to convince you," you say.
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