Your wife, being such a nice person, made cookies for the new neighbors next door. and of course, she made you bring them over, because she wanted you to "make new friends", or some crap like that. you grabbed one of your beers from the fridge and took a swig, you knew this was going to be insufferable. you picked up the plate of cookies wrapped with that sticky, see-through wrap that she put on, and walked out the front door, and headed to the house next door. you got up on the porch, and rang the doorbell.