starving to death, dying of thirst, terminal disease, drowning, burning, or any really slow painful method of dying scares the heck out of me
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Stewie: Yes, but no sprinkles. For every sprinkle I find I shall KILL you!
Stewie: Oh I feel so delightfully white trash. Mommie, I want a mullet.