Narrator: This is Sheldon. He's ten.
Sheldon: (waving at the reader) Hey.
Narrator: Last month, he wrote a program that speeds up the internet. It sold like hotcakes. When his company's stock went public, his net worth shot to $1.2 Billion. And... he's ten.
Sheldon: I'm buyin' me a bike.
— The very first strip
Gramp: Whaddya mean - "ironic mail"?
Sheldon: It says, "Dear Sheldon, you may already be a millionaire."
— Sheldon receives a letter in the mail
Gramp: Brush your teeth?
Sheldon: Yep.
Gramp: Wash behind your ears?
Sheldon: Yep.
Gramp: Leverage the sale of your blue-chip stocks?
Sheldon: Whoops!
(Sheldon dashes off)
Gramp: Kids. You gotta remind 'em of everything.
— Sheldon gets ready for bed
Gramp: How did I get here?
Sheldon: What, Gramp?
Gramp: How did I get here... in an airport... about to fly to Dubai? Where my grandson... is going to ask... for a $115 BILLION loan?!
Sheldon: 120.
Gramp: And joining us is his talking duck - who's no doubt runnin' around the airport ridin' escalators. And HIS son, a lizard... who's easily impressed by corndog-dippers in "Skymall".
Flaco: (reading "Skymall") SkaWEE.
Gramp: I've... I've reached a point where nothing surprises me anymore.
Arthur: Hey, the T.S.A. wouldn't confiscate a weightlifting protein shake, would they? 'Cause I need to hit the steel when we land... these guns don't load themselves.
— The gang is in an airport, about to board a flight to Dubai
