I am always happy to kick this inferior meatsack around. No matter how cruel and sadistic I am, he returns to be tormented more. It is possible I have somehow completely glamoured him and his faith is sealed as my personal hacky sack. We have fun, him and I, especially I, kicking him when he is down. Sometimes he even gets a little treat, like smoothing lotion over my sculpted legs, marveling at their superiority. It is a real award to be kicked in the nuts with legs this nice!