We were walking around East Lansing when I was attending MSU when it started to rain:
Me: Is it starting to rain?
Me: Then why am I getting wet?
Mike: I don't know, you're feeling things?
Me: Hmm. Must be a figment of my masturbation...
Three years later we were walking around our new home in Flint when it started raining again.
Mike instantly told me to stop masturbating because he had yard work to do.
Good times! It rains quite often around our house...