Me: So when The Tan Man rubbed oil on me…
TSB: Uh, wait a minute… when he did what?!?
Me: I didn’t tell you?
TSB: Tell me what?!?!
Me: Well, the flies started biting at the beach.
TSB: And what does that have to do with rubbing oil on you?
Me: It was Skin So Soft oil.
TSB: Oh boy, he definitely likes you.
Me: Don’t guys who are just friends do stuff like that?
TSB: Uh, no. Do *I* need to whomp you upside the head?