Homer: According to this map, there's a Krusty Burger on an offshore
oil rig.
Flanders: That's what you're smelling, Homer! Oh, if it weren't for
this blasted fog, we'd be saved.
Homer: Never mind the fog! [sniffs] That way! Steer, there isn't
much time!
-- The nose knows, "Boy Scoutz 'N the Hood"