I know how much you love when I smoke. You want to be my ashtray. I know you especially love when I smoke with my leather gloves on. Now that you are on your knees, you get to be my ashtray. I am going to put my ashes in your mouth. Don't worry, my spit will help keep your mouth wet for the ashes. You better be a good smoke slave and get all the ashes, open wide.