I go out walking down the street, not caring how dirty my flip-flops might get, knowing that there is a slave at home waiting for me on his knees ready to clean up every little crumb of dust under my soles. When I get home I give the order to the slave, clean my flip-flops completely and he does his best to make them look like new again. All this with his tongue getting dirtier and dirtier

I go out walking down the street, not caring how dirty my flip-flops might get, knowing that there is a slave at home waiting for me on his knees ready to clean up every little crumb of dust under my soles. When I get home I give the order to the slave, clean my flip-flops completely and he does his best to make them look like new again. All this with his tongue getting dirtier and dirtier