“That was one time.” Scene: Library basement, 7:12 PM. A circle of folding chairs holds six adults. Sheldon sits stiffly, legs not touching the floor. George Sr. leans against a bookshelf, bored.
“What?”
“Excuse me?”
“At 7:00 PM precisely, I will be attending the inaugural meeting of the WMA — the West Texas Mensa Association. It’s for individuals in the 98th percentile of intelligence. I’ve been provisionally accepted.” young sheldon s03e09 wma
“…That’s not the intended answer.” “That was one time
“Well, that was satisfying.”
“I like him. He’s got moxie. You must be the father.” (to George Sr.) young sheldon s03e09 wma