That's right, be on your knees the whole time. All fours in fact. Gonna be tough to light your cigarette. Figure it out. Now all eyes on me. No stroking either. Take all my rude crude humiliation, your knees are suffering, bony weak and a bit painful. You must come here because you are at that pint in life, you just don't fit in any more with the hip cool crowd. No watching bitches smoke at the bar. You're here eager to beg for my attention. I'm pretty open with some dirty questions you've been having about things I "use". Keep your eyes on me, I don't have to even ask you to open up. At this point you just know. I blow it all in your face while I make you snivel and beg for it.