Peter Frampton: God. Homer Simpson wrecks my pig, Cypress Hill steals my orchestra, and Sonic Youth’s in my cooler! Get out of there, you kids!
Thurston Moore: Aw, come on, Mr. Frampton. You’re not gonna eat all that watermelon.
Peter Frampton: Please, I’m trying to perform!
Steve Shelley: Go ahead. We’ll stay here and guard your cooler.