RAAAR!
I'm wearing sunglasses indoors! And the only way Snarf is gonna get them off my face is if he gets down on his widdle knees, clasps his widdle hands, and says, "Please, Mr Dave, please take them off, they frighten me!"
And I'll say, "Sure, son!", and take them off, and then clothesline Snarf right across the chest for being such a mommy's boy!
