Once again, the area around Homer changed again. Only this time, young Homer and Barney looked older. They were walking out of an older version of Springfield High School.
"Man, it feels so good to finally have my license. All I have to do is take some of my Dad's money, and I can drive to Lard Lad's and get all the donuts I want," said teenage Homer.
"You actually passed the road test Homer?" young Barney asked.
"I guess so. I think the instructor really liked me," teenage Homer replied meekly.
The older Homer remembered that his driving instructor was going to fail him for missing a stop sign, but Homer got all bent and ended up strangling him, which prompted the instructor to change his mind.
"Homer, if you'd actually focus more, you wouldn't have any problem getting through stuff like that. If I never let you copy my homework, you'd still be in middle school," teenage Barney said with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"But I'm not as smart as you Barn. It's not like everyone has a chance to go to Harvard. My Dad will kick me out of the house once I'm done with school, whether I drop out, or graduate. I need as much time as I can get before then," teenage Homer responded.
"Alright Homer, but I'm only doing it because you're my friend. It's not like I have anything to lose by helping you," teenage Barney said.
"That's right!" older Homer shouted. "Barney helped me get through high school. But I wonder why he didn't go to Harvard?"
Suddenly, the area changed again. Now, it was at Homer's old bedroom, where a teenage Barney was on Homer's bed reading an SAT study guide.
"'Lachrymose' is to 'dyspeptic' as 'ebullient' is to... 'effervescent'! Alright, Harvard here I come!"
As Barney was about to flip the page, teenage Homer came in the room with a six pack of Duff.
"Psst, Barney. My dad's asleep. Want a beer?" teenage Homer offered.
"I don't know. The SATs are tomorrow," Barney responded.
"I've got two words for you. Mellow out, man."
Homer opened a can, and put it in front of Barney for him to see.
"All right. Just one. If it'll get you off my back," said Barney as he grabbed the can from Homer.
Barney took a small sip then he chugged the whole can down, and kept asking for more and more and more. His hair and face looked quite messy after a few more beers.
"Hey! Where have you been all my life?" asked Barney drunkenly as he kept chugging it down.
Older Homer realized that this memory answered his own question. He was starting to feel rather guilty.
"Oh, that's why," he said sadly.
Afterwards, memories of Barney began flooding through Homer's mind, which included their time in the Be Sharps, their rivalry as Mr. Plow and Plow King, and their astronaut training. There were also plenty of memories of their time at Moe's, but Homer didn't seem to like them as much as the others. As the memories kept coming, Homer was starting to tear up.
"Oh, Barney. How could I forget you were more than just my drinking buddy?" he wailed. "You were much more than that, and it took a moving street light for me to see that. Now I'll never be able to tell you that."
Suddenly, Homer's mind went blank. He could suddenly hear the sound of a heart rate monitor speeding up.