I make you rest outside and await your breakfast of filthy dirty feet. I walked all over sydney and barefoot through the grass. You want more? Of course you do worm- prove to meet that you deserve it. Humilliate yourself for me and I'll consider letting you lick my sweaty feet tonite after I spend the next 12 hrs outdoors at a music festival. Maybe I'll walk through the beach. Your job here is to lick my feet clean,and keep them so smooth that when I return to the states, noobody will be able to tell I've been walking around in rough sandalls.