Homer: You're home safe. Done my duty. See you the next time we need
Abe: Aw, you never want to spend any time with me. Well I can help
you with your lovin' problem: I got a home remedy that'll put the
zowsers back in your trousers.
[walks to sink, plugs it, starts pouring things from his
medicine cabinet in]
Legend has it my great grandpappy stumbled upon this recipe when
he was trying to invent a cheap substitute for holy water.
Here you g -- [sees Homer has left] Hey!
[opens curtains] Here you go, you ingrate. Think of me when
you're having the best sex of your life.
-- Ew, "Grampa vs. Sexual Inadequacy"