You're powerless. My black sock slides over the tube, gets sucked in and I decide when it comes out again

heavier with my sweaty, sweaty socks. Look how wet they are. Do you want.

Then do something about it. You can't get me that easy. So get down on your knees.

Chop, chop, chop, chop. Open your mouth. Open up real nice. Go on, go on, go on.

So you can't wave so much. Pathetic piece of...

And you're gonna do what I tell you to do.