Let's see... "Extreme dislike of girls who dislike boys who dislike girls who dislike show-offy boys who dislike pedantic show-offy girls who dislike..."
SO CONFUSING! TOO MANY WORDS! Just throw that one away already! [the memory with the words "Extreme dislike of girls who dislike boys who dislike girls who dislike show-offy boys who dislike pedantic show-offy girls who dislike..." is deleted; memory allocation is complete] And download. [pulls the lever]
[walks up to the front door of Jimmy's house; reading his letter to him] "Dear, Jimmy. I can't come with you tonight, as I have decided to join the French Foreign Legion. This is a decision I do not make likely, as I…" [notices Jimmy looking at him as he opens the front door] Hi, Jimmy. I thought you said 11:30.
He's kidding, Carl. No one's going to eat us. [checks the time on his wrist watch] Three, two one, midnight! Hah! We did it! We took a hypothesis, constructed a scientific protocol, and conclusively proved it false. Take that, Nick and all your ilk!
That's a great idea! I used to have those with my Aunty all the time! Only we called them Aunty-Nephew days, but it's probably the same basic, uh, idea. We could go to the park, we could, uh… eat cheese! We could even go to Retroland! I love those zig-zaggy lines! They're so … not … straight.
Brain blast! Carl, hand me that hamster trail. Sheen, get my magnifying ray. I'm gonna lure Mr. Wuggles back to the lab with the one thing no hamster can resist.