My exiled houseboy has been recently allowed back into servitude. I have been making his welcoming party very memorable. I left his face in a filled toilet for a half hour and made him flush his own head in the gross muck as I poured an icy cold bucket of water over his head. I have branded his with my insignia as you can see. Now the universe has joined me in alignment. The next door neighbors have just left for a picnic so we have the whole building and no one will be able to hear dippy's screams. I make use of that by kicking his droopy dangling ball sack silly. H e is much weaker than my p... Show more