Well, well, well, look who's come crawling back to us, the dirtiest of all foot freaks. You just can't get enough, can you? You're so pitifully addicted to our feet. Here's what you're going to do, you filthy worm: you're going to lick our feet clean, every last inch. Feel the texture of our soles against your tongue, taste the sweat and dirt, and revel in your disgrace. That's right, grovel at our feet, where you belong. And while you're at it, start jerking that pathetic excuse for a dick of yours. Pump it like the desperate, depraved loser you are. This is what you live for, isn't it? Wo...

Well, well, well, look who's come crawling back to us, the dirtiest of all foot freaks. You just can't get enough, can you? You're so pitifully addicted to our feet. Here's what you're going to do, you filthy worm: you're going to lick our feet clean, every last inch. Feel the texture of our soles against your tongue, taste the sweat and dirt, and revel in your disgrace. That's right, grovel at our feet, where you belong. And while you're at it, start jerking that pathetic excuse for a dick of yours. Pump it like the desperate, depraved loser you are. This is what you live for, isn't it? Worshiping our feet while degrading yourself. You're nothing but a foot-licking, hand-humping, pathetic little freak. And don't forget, you owe us. You're going to pay $100 as your pathetic loser tribute. Hand it over, and maybe, just maybe, we'll let you keep worshipping our divine feet.