You are so incredibly lucky that I even allow a pathetic little bitch like you in my presence. You are the lowest of the low. A desperate, spit hungry loser who crawls and barks and begs for anything I am willing to give you. You get my loser sign and middle finger of course! The dirt off the bottom of my feet, that's for you to lick off. The delicious, perfect spit from my tongue? Open wide. You can hold it in there and savor how delectable I am while I make you catch even more of my spit in your loser beta mouth.