You've become completely feral and uncivilized, haven't you gooner? That's just how I like you. I want to preoccupy your every thought. When you're not here, hunched over your screen, I want you to be thinking of when you can get back to Me and goon. Why eat when you could goon? Why rest when you could goon? I know the smell of precum penetrates your entire life, and walking around with those balls forever full for me always reminds you of who owns you. Go deep and binge today, gooner.