With these hard times, you don't know what will happen in the future. Your drink supply may run out, leaving nothing to nourish you. We can't have that happen, I won't allow it. I'll always be here to feed you, stuff you. Fill you. Instead of anything else, I will make you drink My pissss from now on. You're a filthy fucking toilet for Me and you will prove yourself to be worthy. You'll never need another drink again, no more water, no more alco hol, you will now become quenched and drunkk off of My pisssss. Gargle it, savor it, show Me that you're grateful for it.