Dallas Houston - Plot

Plot

Lois gets a job as the new organist at the local church, which causes her to persuade her family to start attending mass on Sundays. After Stewie mistakes Communion wine for punch, he drinks too much and throws it up, leading the citizens of Quahog to believe Stewie is possessed by Satan. When the priest wants to exorcise him, aided by everyone in town, the Griffin family escapes to Lois' sister Carol's house in Texas. Upon arriving at the home, Peter fits in well with the cowboys, but Brian cannot stand the racism and homophobic behavior of the local residents. Stewie, disguised as a girl to protect his identity, begins using the name "Stephanie Griffin" and, after being convinced by Lois, enters a "Little Miss Texan" beauty pageant. Meanwhile, as part of an initiation into an after-school club, Meg and Chris sneak into George W. Bush's Crawford ranch to steal a pair of his underwear.

Lois soon hears that the search for Stewie has ended, but, since she was hoping to instill "new moral values" in her family she neglects to mention it is okay to go home. Later, while attending the beauty pageant that Stewie had entered, Brian finds out about the town calling off the search, from his girlfriend Jillian back in Quahog, and confronts Lois, who blows it off. Meanwhile, after branding a cow, things turn worse when Peter reveals that he is mentally retarded. The men with him, who explain that Texas "executes the retarded," tie him to an electric chair, in an attempt to put him to death, but he is soon rescued by his trusty horse. Back at the pageant, Stewie manages to win, but when his wig falls off during the crowning ceremony, the audience labels him as a "queer-o-sexual" and tries to rush the stage. The family is able to escape on the back of the horse, and return home to Quahog.

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