Stan Smith Sounds: American Dad - Season 3 Edit

A midget assassin.

Abe Lincoln.

Again.

All I can see is you're taking more poundings than Omaha Beach before the ground assault began.

All right, let's do it.

Alright dude, take it easy.

Alright.

Alright.

Am I speaking to an astronaut?

American.

Amy. Amy. Ohh I don't wanna live.

And I do not perform with another act.

And I'm not too drunk or too full for sex.

And that's how you spot your typical homosexual female.

And who? Who is this?

Anyone want to make fun of me now?

Are you mad, woman?

Because I'm an idiot.

Believe me, I tried and it didn't work.

Bitch.

Bobby Brown.

Bonsai.

Breakfast blend.

Bring those beautiful lips over here so I can kiss them.

But I don't wanna eat.

But I never want you to find out.

Bye.

Camp refugee.

Camp refugee.

Chicken salad.

Christmas is dead.

Christmas.

Criticize me more. That worked well the first time.

Damn right.

Darling, I've changed.

David derickson.

Debbie.

Delusional. I'm not delusional.

Did you know that in the gay community, a hairy man is also known as a bear?

Don't get mad at me. It's called makeup.

Don't really.

Don't say that.

Don't you think I know that?

Don't you think that's a little selfish?

Ethically, I don't think I should.

Even when you were drinking and doing all that coke.

Exactly.

First, we hire a midget.

For what?

Forget it.

Francine.

Francine.

Francine.

Friday the 10th.

Gay.

Gays are the new blacks.

George Bush.

George W Bush.

Give me some coffee.

Go to hell.

Good God.

Goodbye America. Goodbye Christmas.

Goodbye Christmas.

Great as in great big fatso.

Great big fatso.

Great girl.

Great.

Great.

Haley.

Hello everybody.

Hello neighbors.

Hello.

Hello.

Here's a little volume issue.

Hey you.

Hey, boy.

Hey.

Hi.

How am I gonna get $50,000?

How can you be gay and Republican?

How come I don't feel anything?

How dare you.

How do you find where I live?

How does it feel to have fallen into my trap?

How interesting I find that.

How? How? How? How? How? How can you be sure?

How'd you like to come work for me?

Huh.

I am capable of such hatred for you.

I am gonna cut you like day old, holla.

I am Kathy Bates.

I am sick of your snide comments.

I can't believe it.

I can't cheat on my wife.

I can't read your language, I can only speak.

I cannot hear those words again.

I danced to Madonna. I drank Merlot. How come I don't feel anything?

I deserve a little respect.

I don't blame you. It's a total scam.

I don't care about the money.

I don't deserve it.

I don't even care anymore. I'm through with you.

I don't get this.

I don't have time for your nonsense.

I don't understand.

I don't wanna live.

I envy your innocence.

I feel like a Jew outside of New York or Los Angeles.

I got remarried.

I got your money.

I guess it's time to have sex.

I had everything, a family, a great job.

I hate food.

I have to admit, I'm a little nervous.

I heard what you said about me. I was eavesdropping.

I I meant a a pretty younger girl.

I know.

I like cake.

I mean, I I wouldn't want to come between you and your real dad.

I mean, I've always respected you.

I need you. You're my muse.

I said Merry Christmas.

I see what's going on here.

I think I got a bad case of full moon fever.

I wanna be gay. I choose to be gay.

I was hoping I could take you to dinner and then afterwards have sex with you.

I was just fine until you all decided to teach me a lesson by scheming against me.

I will never be your dad.

I will not buy your encyclopedias.

I'll call you hot rod.

I'll marry the crap out of you.

I'll pay you $2.00 an hour and all the Mr Pibb you can drink.

I'll pay you 450 an hour and all the Mr Pibb you can drink.

I'm a CIA man myself.

I'm a power top.

I'm gonna kick your ass.

I'm hated. I'm surrounded by people who hate me.

I'm hideous.

I'm just enjoying the lifestyle.

I'm looking for my son.

I'm Mr pibb.

I'm not feeling so good.

I'm not gay, I'm just enjoying the lifestyle.

I'm not the problem, you're the problem.

I'm not waiting more than 10 minutes.

I'm not your dad.

I'm recently divorced.

I'm selling candy to raise money so my soccer team can get new uniforms. Will you help us?

I'm sorry, you shouldn't have to listen to my complaints. It's not like you could relate.

I'm sorry.

I'm straight.

I'm sweaty.

I'm through with you.

I've decided to have sex with a man.

I've never felt that way before, and I haven't since.

I've never slept with anyone except you.

If a girl asks for naked pictures of you, she's probably a dude.

If my terminology is correct, I'm a power top.

Illegal alien.

In 10 years you could be making 5 bucks an hour and be up to 7 pips a day.

In your face.

India.

Is it $0.99?

Is that what you call me behind my back?

It turns out that being gay is not a choice.

It's like my wife doesn't even care anymore.

It's like you have to lie to live.

It's my daughter, Haley.

It's such an intense experience.

It's the first of many.

It's weird. I don't feel anything.

Jane Fonda.

Just a minute.

Kathy Bates, I am Kathy Bates.

Kiss my ass, money.

Last night I kissed a man named Terry.

Lawyer.

Let me show you how much I care about you.

Lies.

Look, I'm straight.

Look, this is ridiculous. How can you be gay and Republican?

Loud.

Ma'am.

Marijuana.

Maximum 2A day.

Me.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Mr jolly.

Mr pibb.

Mr. President.

Mr. President.

My penis is not a dog.

No, I'm gonna kick your ass.

No, it's not fair.

No, not really.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

Nobody criticizes me. Nobody.

Nope.

Nope.

Not bird.

Not that bad.

Now shut up. I can't think with your baby.

Of course not, kiddo.

Of course.

Oh boy, I'm not feeling so good.

Oh my God, I'm not beloved.

Oh my God.

Oh, oh, oh.

Ohh absolutely.

Ohh alright, OK gotcha.

Ohh am I?

Ohh I cannot wait for the rapture.

Ohh I don't wanna live.

Ohh men.

Ohh no.

Ohh right.

Ohh, come on. Why does it always have to be a racial thing with you blacks?

Ohh, you are so dead.

Ohh.

Ohh.

Ohh.

Ohh.

Ohh.

Ohh.

Ohh.

Ohh.

Ohh.

Ohh.

Ohm.

OK, loud, loud.

OK, you got me.

OK.

OK.

One of your items please.

Please continue.

President Bush is a good, honest man, and you're a liar.

Profughi.

Queasy.

Remind me never to go to the circus with you, we'd have nothing to talk about.

Right.

Roger.

Ronald Reagan.

Rum.

Sad.

Samuel Jackson isn't black.

Shame on you.

So I was hoping I could take you to dinner and then afterwards have sex with you.

So it's just for me to know.

So she lies. Great.

So why am I in bed with you with my shirt off?

Son of a bitch, he mind ****d me.

Sorry, it's been a really long night.

Sorry, that's for me to know and you to find out.

Sounds great.

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Stan Smith Sounds: American Dad - Season 3 Sound

Stan Smith.

Stan Smith.

Stan.

Steve.

Stop.

Stop. Stop.

Stupid ass.

Tell Sally Swimsuit dream you'll take a rain check on those kisses.

Thank you.

That almost went horribly wrong.

That explains a lot.

That was an abomination.

That's for me to know and you to find out.

That's how you know she doesn't have a penis.

That's impossible.

That's it.

That's ridiculous.

That's right, baby.

That's right.

That's terrible.

That's the fourth time you've said that. What doesn't make sense to you?

The good kind.

There goes the neighborhood.

There's only one way to save Christmas.

They're parasites sucking on the rich blood of America.

This is all your fault.

This is Francine.

This is my choice. I want to be gay. I choose to be gay.

This is perfect.

This is what I know.

Tommy Bennett.

Try jogging, you gross bowling pin.

Tutto.

Twice a day you have to take a shot of insulin.

Uh-huh.

Uh.

Umm.

Wake up.

We don't have $50,000.

We're staying in Africa.

We're wrong about gays.

Well, do you?

Well, I can't change how I feel.

Well, I guess you and I have different definitions of silly.

Well, Merry Christmas.

What am I doing wrong? No matter what I do, I keep gaining weight.

What are you doing to my celery?

What are you doing?

What are you talking about?

What are you talking about?

What are you talking about?

What day is this?

What did you call me?

What do you think? You're the smartest person I know.

What doesn't make sense to you?

What ever. Huh.

What have I done?

What the hell are you doing?

What the hell is going on?

What?

What?

What's happened to America? Your whole generation has gone soft.

What's happening?

What's your name, funny guy?

What's your name?

What's your name?

What's your point?

Where's Paco?

Where's the president?

Which is why I've decided to have sex with a man.

Who is this?

Who?

Who's the idiot now?

Whoops.

Why does it always have to be a racial thing with you blacks?

Why don't you love me?

Why don't you love me? Ohh.

Why, Amy, why don't you love me? Ohh.

Why?

William Sonoma.

With g****s.

Wow.

Yeah, of course.

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yes, me.

Yes it is, son.

Yes, sensei.

Yes, Sir.

Yes.

Yes.

You are a lost cause.

You can say that again.

You can't live a gay lifestyle without being gay.

You can't talk to me like that.

You can't treat me like this.

You can't treat me like this.

You did this to me.

You fat bitch.

You gross bowling pin.

You have a sex garden that was on the cover of sex Garden magazine.

You have liabilities.

You kids with your auto erotic asphyxiation.

You know the good thing about first love?

You know who's to blame for this.

You know, I did some research on the Internet about the whole gay club scene. Unfortunately, I couldn't find any crystallized methamphetamines, but maybe we can make do with some Michelob ultra and...

You look like a whore.

You making love to all those other men.

You must not be doing it right.

You people are crazy.

You took it all from me.

You were criticizing me, and if you criticize me, then you don't love me. And if you don't love me, then you must hate me, just like the neighbors.

You.

You're a liar, betic.

You're a liar.

You're an assassin.

You're dead to me.

You're hired.

You're right, son.

You're right.

You're sabotaging my veggies to keep me fat.

You've ruined everything.

Young lady.

Your typical homosexual male will be in great shape, well dressed, wearing sandals, holding a brightly colored drink and listening to Céline Dion.

2 hours. 7 minutes.

2.

7 minutes.

11:40.

200 dead count.

$0.99.

$50,000.

$50,000.

$500.00 ahead.

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うん。

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