I picked up this little bitch from Home Depot and he's in for a surprise. He thinks he's going to be doing some gardening, but My garden is immaculate. I'd much rather use him as an ashtray. I blow smoke into his anxious mouth, ash on and burn his anxious tongue, singeing his chest hairs with My lit ember bit by bit. I will make him into My perfect ashtray from the beginning to end, and he is to swallow my burnt up cigarette butt to satisfy Me.