
You thought I was being nice, but that was never the plan. I let you have some cake, but you don't get to eat it the easy way. I take away your fork and make you eat it straight off my foot like the pathetic little thing you are. I tell you to do a good job, or else. But you fail, and now you face the consequences. No more cake for you. Instead, you lay back and take a face full of my farts. Maybe next time, you will learn to follow my rules.