What would you do to catch every single drop of My elixir? My spit isn’t like the rest… it’s int*xicating. As you catch every single drop, you feel fuzzy as you fall deeper for Me. Reducing you to nothing but a spit bucket is quite simple for Me because that’s all I see you as anyhow. It’s the ultimate privilege being able to catch the most powerful spit to grace this planet… My elixir is straight from Heaven… or maybe Hell. Either way, you don’t care… you can’t even think straight as you’re being degraded by Me. The best moments of your life are when your below Me as My personal bucket.