Jimmy: "But dad, all my friends are going."
Dad: "I know son, but if all your friends were named Cliff, would you jump off them? I don't think so."
[burps] Well, at least it's coming out of the attic and not the basement.
Jimmy Neutron - Boy Genius, by Hugh NeutronOne day, Carl, an influx of hormones that we can't control will overpower our better judgment and drive us to pursue the female species against our will.
PubertyJimmy Neutron - Boy Genius, by Jimmy NeutronAll right, this is it. These crummy aliens stole our parents, it's time to show them what we're made of. We're tough, we're mean. Darnit, we're carbon based life forms. So, who's going to kick buttocks?
AliensJimmy Neutron - Boy Genius, by Jimmy NeutronSon, let me tell you a little bit about rockets. They are big people things, son. And you can't go around playing with big fiery flying things. Because that's what rockets are. Rockets are flying things.
Jimmy Neutron - Boy Genius, by Hugh NeutronNick: "They're making our parents dance so lame."
Carl: "No, my dad really dances like that."
Nick: "Are you sure about this Neutron?"
Jimmy: "Well, the data seems to support his hypothesis."
Sheen: "Never argue with the data."
He's gotta save the world and get to school on time
So many things to do and not much time