I bring you into the bathroom, teasing you about a drink I have for you. You look so thirsty, and I know just how to quench that thirst. Nothing like a fountain of golden champagne for the desperate little toilet. I show off my bladder and tease you about how badly I need to release. Parched, your dry mouth starts to water, you can almost taste my champagne on your lips. But instead of feeding you, I piss all over the floor and make you desperately slurp it up.