You went totally ape and stuff, but Nurse Gazelle got you back to normal.
Nice shooting, nurse, in spite of your itty-bitty brain.
NGNurse Gazelle
Thanks, but it wasn't the blowdart alone that did the trick.
Yeah, it was booty killed the beast. What, you don't get it? Booty as in my butt. It's a play on words. [faculty and students leave] Hey wait! Maybe I didn't sell it. [points to his butt with an arrow] Booty...killed...the... beast!!! Heh, I guess some people don't appreciate great literature.
I don't know about you guys, but I'm thinking I aced that bad boy.
What?! Didn't I tell you not to the questions right, or you'd end up with… [covers his mouth] The Spiffies?
The Spiffies are the smartest kids in school, fool.
Jake, just because they're smart, doesn't mean they're… [cut to him in Mr. Blowhole's class, sitting with the Spiffies] Dorks? [The Spiffies laugh and snort] Although, I could be wrong about that.
Please welcome our newest overachiever, Adam Lyon.
Excuse me, Mr. Blowhole. But I think might being here is a big mistake.
You, think? You don't look capable of it.
Lyon! Are you planning on making us lose the district physical fit test?!
Sorry, Coach Gills. I didn't eat lunch, so I'm feeling kind of lightheaded.
[screams] Lightheaded?! The kid's over exerted! [takes out a megaphone] CODE BLUE! CODE BLUE!
[Adam later ends up in Nurse Gazelle's office]
NGNurse Gazelle
So, you're lightheaded, eh?
Yeah, I forgot my lunch today and-
NGNurse Gazelle
[screams] The kid's got an eating disorder! Code blue! Code blue!
[He then ends up in Mr. Mandrill's office]
So, Adam, what's this about you refusing to eat the cafeteria food? Let's rap about that.
I'm just not gonna eat twigs and bugs for lunch.
[screams] He's on a hunger strike! Code blue! Code blue!
[Then, he ends up in Principal Pixiefrog's office]
I hear you're refusing to eat the cafeteria food, unless we add something that's fit for human consumption.
I don't wanna cause any trouble. I just wanna be able to eat something at lunch.
He's gonna sue! Give him whatever he wants! Code blue! Code blue!
I'm glad you're here Adam, 'cause you're so-o-o smart.
I'm not that smart. I think chocolate milk comes from a brown cow.
Uh, well, I look forward to the Easter bunny coming every Christmas.
Don't look at me, I think professional wrestling is real.
It's R-E-A-L. [mechanical arm powers up its drill] Darn it!
That's what you get for being such a smarty pants.