I used to baby-sit you. You were SO PATHETIC. Whenever you would whine and cry I would shove my feet into your mouth to shut you up. Such a loser from a young age.. & you became addicted to my feet. They were the only thing that could "soothe" you lol.

Now you're poor and have NOTHING left to offer, but you're still SO DESPERATE for these feet.... I think we can make some sort of arrangement. You sign your life over to me and I will let you worship the feet that have destroyed your life and control you! C'mon... what do ya got to lose? lol