I work long hours, day in and day out, and you can't even have a hot meal prepared when I walk in the door? It's about time you explain to Me what the fuck you do all day. This place is hardly clean, look at the smudges on the bottom of my feet! When I ask for a meal you want to recycle the same boring recipe you cooked last week. Instead of sitting on your ass why don't you be a good house bitch and pamper Me like you're supposed to? A Queen should always be pampered when she returns to her castle. You're going to give me a foot rub while I sit here and explain all the ways my young hot assistant would be a perfect replacement for you... my flabby, shitty house husband