My tiny slaves, all of you living in fear that one day I may stomp on you, today you will come to me and drink of my spit, you will all gather around the watering hole that is my saliva, and just as you think you've been given mercy, I will keep spitting and spitting until you all have drowwwned in my saliva! There's no hope for you, all of you will drowwwn slowly gasping for air as you writhe in my viscous saliva.