We just got home from the wildest festival weekend - but you weren't there to enjoy it, not in the conventional sense. Oh no. You were there to serve. Fetching drinks, watching from the sidelines whilst me and my hot friends laugh, danced and enjoyed ourselves with REAL men. You just stood around, aching, humiliated, useless. Exactly where you belong. And now? I'm back to remind you just how pathetic your little place in my world really is.