I went jogging today and have returned very angry. you are My stable boy and are suppose to keep My estate CLEAN. The jogging trail had horse manure on it today and I jogged right through it. I'm p.issed. you are a pathetic worthless loser. This job I gave you, you can't even do it right! To be in My presence in itself is an honor. you a fucking ridiculous to let this happen. But here, I have something just for you...a treat. See this toothbrush...