Moe: All right, tell me when I hit the sweet spot.
Homer: Deeper, you pusillanimous pilsner pusher!
Moe: All right, all right.(with a small hammer and chisel, taps the crayon further up Homer's nose)
Homer: De-fense! (woof-woof) De-fense! (woof-woof)
Moe: Eh, that's pretty dumb. But, uh ... (taps once more)
Homer: Extended warranty? How can I lose?
Moe: Perfect.
