Smell my feet while I beat your meat

You didn't come like I said you were going to come. That makes me very unhappy.

How am I supposed to feed my kum eating slaves if you don't come?

So when I tell you to come this time, it's like you're gonna come, aren't you?

Because if you don't, you're never going to see these feet ever again.

I'm not even going to eat all of that.

Suck on my toe.

I didn't tell you to stop sucking on my tongue.

Now my heel.

I'm going to smother your face and slap you.

I love to mess with Conway's time.

He's not such a loser after all.

Good job!