I step on 6 eggs under my cowgirl boots, which egg will I step on first? Which egg with I smush next? Doesn’t matter because as I step on all of these eggs I imagine your balls. One by one they pop, exploding under my feet. When I’m all done I show the bottom of my boots, be a good little bitch and lick my soles clean. Disappointed you don’t make an attempt, I walk off. You don’t deserve to lick my soles.