I Dream of Jimmy


 * Jimmy: Carl, you're asleep. This is a dream.
 * Carl: Don't be silly. If this was a dream, could I do... [pulls a brain out from his head] this?
 * Jimmy: That's the only time you can do it! Carl, you're asleep, there are llamas in the classroom! Libby rowed to school with a plastic leg!!
 * Carl: Her paddle broke.


 * Jimmy: [observing Carl's genius state in his dream] When Carl's asleep, he dreams he's a genius like me.
 * Cindy: Like you? Please, you can't even spell your own name!
 * [Jimmy looks down at his school desk, seeing apparently botched attempts at spelling "Jimmy"]
 * Carl: Now I need a dummy who will volunteer.
 * [Everyone points at Jimmy]
 * Jimmy: But I'm not dumb. I'm a genius!
 * [Everyone laughs]
 * Cindy: [giggling] If you're so smart, what's the square root of a flexnart?
 * Jimmy: That doesn't make any sense!
 * Carl: The square root of a flexnart is a cupful of boogers.
 * Libby: [dreamily] He did that all in his head!