Wandisimo: Principles, much like my biceps, are muy bonito.
Denzel Crocker: Hey, Turner exploded! That's one less mouth to teach.
Timmy Turner: Feel better now?
Chip Skylark: Yeah. I didn't have to go to the bathroom, but the sound of flushing calms me down.
Cosmo: That's what got me on probation.
Dad Turner: Yay, I'm unemployed.
Timmy Turner: Man, that was one tough montage.
Cosmo: Oh, relax, Timmy. She'll probably stop laughing when that alien flower you gave her eats her heart out at midnight.
Timmy Turner: Note to self: Never break up with a girl in the Violent Gardening Tool section.
Cosmo: Apparently, another thing I'm chock-full of is not knowing stuff.
Jorgen von Strangle: What in the name of my bulging tripceps is going on?
Timmy Turner: This may sound cliche, but you've gotta throw my severed head into the clearance bin.
Cosmo: Now will you hold me?
Dad Turner: Timmy... I'm respecting your privacy by knocking, but asserting my authority as your father by coming in anyway.
Mayor: I hate not being the goat.
Cosmo: What's wrong with being naked in public?
Trixie Tang: You're 0.01% more of a person in my eyes.
Mom Turner: Losing our son was the best thing to ever happen to us.
Dad Turner: We have a son?
Answer: It's a joke. One cannot list all forms of entertainment. The list would never end. The boys were trying to convey how superior they were to the others, by saying that they were too good for comedy.