Peter Griffin Knee Meme Novels & Stories

I shrugged with a hint of exasperation and replied with a smirk, “You’ll see soon enough. After all, you’ll be the one carrying me inside!” Peter paused for a moment, then couldn't help but burst into laughter. “I... I can't believe you!” His voice was filled with exasperation and a hint of embarrassment, clearly indicating that this idea was a bit too far-fetched for him. He laughed so hard he nearly doubled over, and it took him a while to straighten up again. The corners of his eyes still crinkled with mirth, but it was evident that he was starting to see the logic behind my seemingly outrageous plan.

“Hi.” “Casual Monday?” His eyes dropped to my knees poking through the artfully shredded denim. “Something like that.” “Looks good on you.” And there it was – that shameless grin that had somehow convinced me to stage my own personal peep show less than twenty-four hours ago. The same grin that was making my brain do unauthorized backflips right now. Control yourself, Al. Next to me, Peter straightened like someone had shoved a poker up his spine. “Hi, I’m Peter. Allie’s boyfriend?” The second half pitched upward like he was asking permission or seeking confirmation from the universe.

“Aww, thank you, I just thought of you too. I have been lounging with Gunner all day since it has been raining. Want to join us?” “Ok, I will be on the way soon!” responds Peter. Soon there is a knock at the door, Gracie opens and lets Gunner out for a break. Peter wraps his arm around her waist and kisses her passionately. She looks at him with adoration and summons Gunner to come in. Gracie dries her handsome dog off as it is still pouring out, and he is drenched. Gracie looks at Peter and asks what he wants for dinner. “Do you want to order Pizza? It may never get here!” Peter jokes. “He looks at her arm noticing the red mark. What happened did you have blood drawn?”

He flashed his hand, then held onto it, "you stupid bi*ch." He then turned his eyes to Kimmy who was laughing, "you think this is funny? I'll give you something to laugh about." Peter pulled his other hand back, sending a punch flying that connected Kimmy in the eye. He was about to hit her again, but Jessie stepped in, catching his hand. She squeezed his fist hard enough until there was a snap. "You little-" Peter didn't finish what he was about to say, because Jessie hit him in the chest, sending him skidding across the floor.

“Leo! What’s up, Babe?” He grinned, “Did you know Kpop fans pick the oddest body parts to get horny over? They are like,” His voice changed into a high-pitched hysterical girly voice, “Look at the back of Oppa’s knees! Kyah! FUCKING CHOKE ME DEAN OPPA!” There was a pause. “Uhm, was that a joke?” Leonidas laughed instead. “You’re so slow Babe, I swear. You’re supposed to laugh at that.”

Pete hurried to his seat, his eyes fixed on his fingers as he nervously fidgeted with them. "I watch reruns of your performances on Drag Tuesdays," he said, his voice barely above a whisper, shyness radiating from him. "You're even more amazing in real life." Lady Legasus's warm smile put him at ease. "Thank you, dearie. And what's your name?" Pete's shoulders slumped, his voice tinged with embarrassment. "It's Pete...I mean, Peter Pound." He seemed to shrink into himself, his discomfort with his name evident.

"Oh, man, that hurts! My leg, my knee, my back... I'm dying!" A young man in his early twenties lay sprawled on the ground, wailing loud enough to draw a crowd within seconds. Hayley watched the guy putting on his little scam act, the smile on her lips slowly widening. Hearing her laugh, Griffin opened his eyes and saw a pretty young girl who couldn't have been more than 19. Her fair face was glowing with an almost blinding smile.

Fane still remembered how much blood Heath vomited when he was wounded and fell to the ground, yet he still found it in him to relay what had happened to Theo, even after he spewed blood enough to coat the entire ground? Heath must have been genuinely free to have done that! Griffin immediately mocked Fane’s ear-piercing laughter. "Why are you laughing? Do you think that the righteous words of others are hilarious?! Still, it’s understandable for despicable people like you to think of other people’s actions for justice to be hilarious!" Griffin was so used to slandering others. He mocked Fane to his heart’s content and was completely guilt-free with doing that, too.

Christopher questions, looking confused. Peter taps his chin and studies his face for a minute. "You don't remember it, do you?" He shakes his head and then starts laughing. When he stops to catch his breath, he looks back at Christopher. "Oh my god, how can I be so ridiculous to forget that you remember nothing? You fucking didn't even remember your name after that accident. How can I expect you to remember the rest? Sorry, dude. That's pretty fucked up."

Jamie said, his tone casual as he pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket, wiping his hand. Peter stared at him for a second. "Do I look like a fool to you?" Pete curtly said, his lips curling in annoyance. To him, it was the lamest excuse he had ever heard. Jamie could not help but smile, creases appeared at the corners of his eyes. "I am Jamie... Jamie Anderson!" He said, extending his hand for him. "Peter Steele! It's Nice talking to you," Pete said plainly and went to one of the toilet stalls, leaving Jamie's hand waiting in the mid air which he retreated into his pocket with an impressed smile.