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Meg Griffin: Expressing HerselfThe alarm clock buzzed at exactly 7:00 on a normal Monday morning. Meg Griffin groaned and shut it off.
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Meg sighed and stared at the ceiling, which was blurry until she knew it was best to put on her glasses. She slowly emerged from her bed and made it.
Almost any other teenage girl's version of a normal day would be going to school, hanging out with friends, and maybe going to the mall after school.
But, unfortunately, it wasn't that way for poor Meg.
She knew what was going to happen once she came downstairs. Her father, Peter, would pick on her and probably fart in her face, and everyone else would start laughing.
Brian, the family dog.
Brian no longer helped pick on Meg, he was past that stage. But laying off Meg seemed to be foreign to the rest of the family.
Meg decided that she might as well get ready if she didn't want Peter to barge into her room, which happened at least once a week.
"Hey, Meg," her brother, Chris, greeted her when she arrived at the table. "I'm th