Timmy: Well mom, if your math is as good as Dad's spelling, I could have turned 21 for all you know
Cosmo and Wanda: Gasp!
Dad: Those gasping mice are right, Timmy!
Mom: Timmy, you can argue with me until it's 13:00 but you will not act like a smarty pants.
Timmy: Can you prove I was being a smarty pants?
Timmy: (Says smart stuff)
Dad: Guhhh... My brain hurts...