Peter's POV

Peter came back home with KFC in his hands. As his whole family heard the crackling of the bag the food was packed in, they stormed the dining room at the speed of light. Peter put the bucket of chicken and condiments on the table, while also giving each a glass of Pepsi Max. The feast was beginning and it was a glorious one. Everyone took a bite of the chicken legs, feeling the golden-brown crust and well-cooked chicken. 'So Peter, what you'll be doing today?' Asked Lois. 'Eh, I'll just go visit my friends at The Drunken Clam as always' said Peter. 'That's nice. But before you go, Peter, there's only one thing we should do in the bedroom'. Peter always knew what that thing was; Having seggs with Lois even though he never enjoyed it and lied that it was a blast. It was just the same thing over and over again to the point he thought it was deja vu. They went up to the bedroom and had seggs (I won't even bother to describe it). After that Lois wished Peter farewell. 'Have fun with your friends!'. Peter already was outside and drove to the Drunken Clam. There he saw his best friends Quagmire, Cleveland, Joe, and the new guy Heavy. Peter knew he won't regret it.