Sometimes, we'll do things for our friends that don't seem to make sense to us.
Now you can't see.
Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly.
I roll my window down and the cop says in this really flustered voice, his face bright red, "you guys be good now" and walks quickly back to his car and drives off.
You're knocking at the door while I run this show! Bloodninja: I make some toast and eat it off your ass.