left at the altar looking out her dirty window at the happy lives of the laughing girls in their caliconts, knowing that her only pleasure will be the evening bath she draws from the moisture of george bush's soiled and blood-soaked underwear. [cheers] -i'm sorry, mr. penn. the correct metaphor is dick cheney is a shattered visage half sunk in the sand, whose frown and wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command tell that its sculptor well those passions read. -ah, i was gonna say that! [audience laughs] robert pinsky: the score is zero, zero. next category, computer. -no whammies, no whammies, no whammies, now whammies, no whammies! -human emotion. human emotion. gentlemen, a metaphor for love. [buzz] robert pinsky: mr. penn? -love is a fragile flower opening to the first warmth of spring, whose crimson petals are not as red as george bush's soiled and blood-soaked underwear. [cheers] -no. no, i'm sorry. mr. colbert for the steal. -love is a full length mirror? [cheers] -that's, that's incorrect. the correct metaphor was love is a battlefield. a battlefield. the score is still zero to zero.