Sometimes there has to be a certain level of sacrifice for me to enjoy my meal.
Watch out, it'll stab your insides to bits.
I'll do it! I will! Don't test me! Keep your nasty Triscuits, I want Cheez-Its!
I mean, if this was the case all along, you gazillion doctors are looking a little foolish aren't you?
You're next, sonny! Sacrifice for the great fruit salad in the sky!