Homer Simpson and Mahatma Gandhi are stuck in Stuck in a Desert Gas Station and forced to have a deep conversation.

1. Homer: (Sighs heavily, picking at a donut crumb) "Mmm, existential dread tastes like stale sprinkles. This whole gas station thing, it's like...karma, man. I must've done something *really* bad."

2. Gandhi: (Calmly spinning khadi thread) "Perhaps, my friend, it is not about punishment, but an opportunity for reflection. What have you learned about yourself in this quiet solitude?"

3. Homer: "Learned? I learned they're outta Squishees! And that sand gets *everywhere*, even in my hair. D'oh!"

4. Gandhi: "The smallest grain of sand can represent a monumental obstacle. True peace comes from overcoming these seemingly insignificant irritations."

5. Homer: "Peace? All I want is a cold beer and to see Marge. Is that too much to ask, universe? I'd even tolerate Flanders!"

6. Gandhi: "Desire is the root of suffering, Homer. Letting go of these attachments brings us closer to inner harmony."

7. Homer: "Letting go of beer? That's, like, the *opposite* of harmony! It's practically anarchy!"

8. Gandhi: "Anarchy without inner discipline leads only to chaos. True freedom lies in self-control, in choosing the higher path."

9. Homer: "Higher path, lower path...as long as it leads to a working TV and a couch, I'm good."

10. Gandhi: "Perhaps, my friend, the true television is the world around us, and the couch is the stillness within your own heart."