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They ran down to the living room to find Peter pinned to the floor. The massive drafting table had collapsed under the weight of his "masterpiece" attempts, and hundreds of blank 17x11 sheets of paper were scattered across the room like giant, rectangular snowflakes.
"A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!" Peter winced, gripping his knee in classic fashion. "Lois! The 17x11 empire... has fallen. Call a paramedic, and tell them to bring a stretcher that fits a wider aspect ratio!"
Upstairs, Brian was pacing back and forth in Stewie’s room, clutching a stack of the same 17x11 paper.
"Peter, for the third time today, why did you buy a giant table meant for architects?" Lois asked, her hands on her hips as she stared at the massive wooden surface.
"Dad, I'm pretty sure you just bought the wrong size paper for the printer and didn’t want to admit it," Meg muttered, walking through the room.
"Silence, Meg! You don't understand the complex spatial geometry of the 17x11 canvas!" Peter snapped. He turned back to his giant sheet of paper, where he had crudely drawn a stick figure on a bicycle labeled 'ME' flying over a giant shark labeled 'REALI-TIE'. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to finish my masterpiece. I call it The Great Leap Forward of Peter Griffin ."
They ran down to the living room to find Peter pinned to the floor. The massive drafting table had collapsed under the weight of his "masterpiece" attempts, and hundreds of blank 17x11 sheets of paper were scattered across the room like giant, rectangular snowflakes.
"A-ha! A-ha! A-ha!" Peter winced, gripping his knee in classic fashion. "Lois! The 17x11 empire... has fallen. Call a paramedic, and tell them to bring a stretcher that fits a wider aspect ratio!"
Upstairs, Brian was pacing back and forth in Stewie’s room, clutching a stack of the same 17x11 paper.
"Peter, for the third time today, why did you buy a giant table meant for architects?" Lois asked, her hands on her hips as she stared at the massive wooden surface.
"Dad, I'm pretty sure you just bought the wrong size paper for the printer and didn’t want to admit it," Meg muttered, walking through the room.
"Silence, Meg! You don't understand the complex spatial geometry of the 17x11 canvas!" Peter snapped. He turned back to his giant sheet of paper, where he had crudely drawn a stick figure on a bicycle labeled 'ME' flying over a giant shark labeled 'REALI-TIE'. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to finish my masterpiece. I call it The Great Leap Forward of Peter Griffin ."
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