Wolowitz: Okay, what if I were to tell you, tomorrow at 4:30, you could meet a woman who has been scientifically chosen to be your perfect mate?
Sheldon: I would snort with derision and throw my arms in the air, exhausted by your constant tomfoolery.
Sheldon: I would snort with derision and throw my arms in the air, exhausted by your constant tomfoolery.
Added By: Eric Hochberger
Date Added: 05/25/10