Stewie gasped.
"A way to bring mommy back? Awesome!"
Brian looked into the distance.
"It's possible... but only one man knows how..."
Peter still hid in the closet. He was way too afraid of Brian to leave. He figured he'd sit there until he dies.
Joe lied on the floor of his house unable to move. He was happy knowing that Peter must have really needed his wheelchair for a good cause.
Quagmire wanted his stuff back but was way too busy humping a fish to care.
Brian grabbed Stewies hand and flew him off to a cabin in the woods. Brian knocked on the door hesitantly.
"Helloooo!"
A flamboyant high pitched voice answered.
"It's Brian."
"O M G Bri-Bri! Come in"
They walked into the cabin to see a man wearing pink designer clothes and a glittery hockey mask.
"Bri Bri honey you look SO GOOD!"
Stewie looked at him quizzically.
"Who are you."
"O M G you must be Stewie. I'm Eugene Hoorvees. The loud and proud killer of Concentration Camp Lake! I kill all the boys who are being converted to straight from gay every Saturday the 14th. I died at this very camp trying to escape. But they could never turn me! I'm a proud homosexual. You don't have anything wrong with that, do you Stewie?"
Stewie shook his head. He just wanted Eugene to stop talking.
"That's so awesome! I love people with gay pride because-"
Eugene talked their ears off for three more hours. Finally Brian was sick of it.
"OKAY OKAY EUGENE THATS ENOUGH. We wanted to ask how you always come back to life when the campers kill you."
Eugene nodded and motioned for them to follow him. He walked into a secluded back room. He pointed at a tanning bed. "There it is. The revival machine."
"A tanning bed?" Brian inquired.
"Duh a tanning bed. How do you think I come back to life looking this fabulous!" Eugene took off his mask and revealed his well tanned face.
"That's pretty damn fabulous." Said Stewie. Brian used instant transmission to get Lois's body and come back. He threw it in the tanning bed.
"Alright time to fire it up!" Eugene strolled over to a small shed in the corner. "Everybody in. We need to lend our energy to bring her back." Brian, Stewie, and Eugene went into the machine.
"No we have to dance to give off energy!" Eugene sang. A disco ball dropped from the ceiling and Eugene began fabulously dancing. Brian groaned and began doing take the L. Stewie danced fabulously just like Eugene. Suddenly there was a bright flash of light.
"STEWIE YOU BASTARD!"
