Malcolm: Did Grandpa really punch Jimmy Carter in the face?
Lois: [drowsy] No, he just threw a rock at the motorcade and ran off.
[later:]
Dewey: Did you really give my red blanket to the poor kids?
Lois: No, your father used it to clean the barbecue.
[later:]
Reese: I was really adopted, wasn't I?
Lois: Oh, you're ours and we love you.
Reese: Damn.