You know, I try to start this off nicely explaining that you haven't paid up and that I don't want to fuck up your life but you're my hand. However the more I think about it the more annoyed I get and I can't help raising my voice. You get to look at my perfect body while I yell at you, just to remind me why you subject yourself to my will. You are reminded without a shadow of a doubt that I don't give a fuck about your dignity or what other expenses you have.