The Griffins and their friends, Joe Swanson and Glenn Quagmire, were helping Lois' parents, Carter and Babs Pewterschmidt, fix up their mansion.

"Thank you so much for helping us, Lois," Babs said. "We've been short-handed. Some Mexicans just cannot take a joke."

"Tell me about it," Carter said. "It was hella funny when I shot at them."

"No problem," Lois said. "But you really should lay off on the racism."

"Mom," Meg said, "I have teenager problems."

"I'm busy, Meg. Ask your grandparents about it. It's my day off from being a good mother."

"All these kids at school are always being mean to me," Meg explained.

"Why don't you talk to your fat father about this," Carter said.

Meg walked over to her father, Peter, who was hammering nails into the fence.

"Dad, I really need to talk to someone."

"Shut up, Meg."

"Ugh! I just don't understand people!"

"What's to understand?" Quagmire asked. "It's all about sex. We all love sex! Giggity-giggity! When it comes to sex, every man needs a penis."

"What this man needs is some legs," Joe said as he rolled up in his wheelchair. "I would kill for some legs."

Meg walked over to a fens surrounding pigs. She climbed up and balanced herself on top of the fence. Peter crept over, crouching stealthily, and pushed Meg in.

"Hehehe, hehehe, hehehe!"

"Ah!" Meg screamed. "Help me."

Chris ran in and pulled Meg out. He panted as he stopped to rest.

"You look more scared than I was," Meg said.

"I guess what I need is COURAGE," Chris replied.

"Be nice to the pigs and stay out of trouble!" Babs said.

"But I didn't even do anything!" Meg said before letting out a sigh and began to sing.

Somewhere over the rainbow...

"Shut up, Meg," Peter said.

Suddenly, a tornado arrived. Chris pointed at it.

"It's a twister! It's a twister! And that's where we got the title from."

Carter, Babs, Joe, Quagmire, Chris, Stewie, Lois, and Peter went inside the cellar and closed the door. Meg knocked frantically on the door.

"Let me in!"

"It's Meg!" Lois said.

"Don't worry," Peter said. "I've got a firm grip on the door."

Brian ran up to Meg's side.

"I was just peeing on the grass over there. We've gotta go somewhere safe."

"Let's go inside the house!" Meg said.

"Right. Because that sounds perfectly safe."

Brian followed Meg into the house. The wind was blowing the chandelier up above so hard that it fell off of its chain and fell on Meg's head.

"Told you," Brian said.

When Meg opened her eyes, she was wearing a blue and white dress. She looked out the window and saw people rowing a boat in midair.

"Okay. I think it's pretty obvious that this is a dream. What other explanation is there?"

Next, she saw a hot air balloon being piloted by Thaddeus Griffin, Peter's evil twin brother.

"Ha, hahaha, haha!"

The house fell from the sky and landed on the ground.

"Wow," Meg said. "Amazing how I am unharmed by that landing."

"The laws of physics are clearly off today," Brian said before looking at his fur. "Oh crap! I'm black!"