Hey...uhm, Satan, buddy, what the here are you doing?
I'm getting these hamburgers ready.
I'm lightly grilling the beef, slicing the tomatoes and lettuce up nice, toasting these sourdough buns to the right degree of firmness without burning them, sauteeing the onions and mushrooms.
Well, yes, I can see all that, but for the love of all that's unholy, why is your dick hanging out of your pants?
