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Me and Tony Rope nestle up on the bed and light up a cigarette. With no ash tray to hand we turn to you, a pathetic little beta that kneels before his superiors and gets ready to collect ash, spit and shoes in his mouth for us! Oh it's hilarious watching you squirming and powerless, looking up at my alpha's huge bulge and just wishing you could trade places with him. We mock you, blow smoke in your face and enjoy bullying you for our personal gain. It must suck to be such a weakling!