Tim: It's Halloween and we all can't be as spooky as Al here. But we can cut ourselves some frightening jack-o'- lanterns.
Al: That's right, Tim. As you can see, I've ready carved my jack-o'- lantern. [Al's pumpkin features a portrait of Bob Vila] Although I've noticed you have not carved your jack-o'- lantern.
Tim: How perceptive of you, Al. Well, I could spend long, boring hours whittling away with an eensy-weensy carving knife like you. Or I could put some excitement into the pumpkin-carving process and sculpt my pumpkin using what?
Audience: More power!
Tim: Darn right, more power. I've cored and scored this bad boy. All I need now is a small explosion to pop the pieces out of the pumpkin. I've filled the pumpkin with natural gas, installed a small sparking device that's activated by this simple remote control. Don't try this at home, children.
Al: I believe that charge might be a little too...
Tim: Too powerful for you, Al? Too manly? A little too macho?
Al: No, all I'm...
Tim: If that's the case, Al, why don't you just cower and hide behind the desk here? [Al ducks behind the desk] Because this bad boy is about ready to go.
[After Tim presses the button, the front carvings of the pumpkin are blown out perfectly]
Tim: See there, Al. Nothing to worry about, buddy.
[When Al gets up from behind the desk, his face is covered in pumpkin guts]