I’m so sick of the garbage that comes out of your mouth. Every word you say is embarrassing, filthy, ignorant, annoying. It’s humiliating just being around you, and I’ve finally had enough. You clearly don’t know how to keep your mouth clean, so I’ll do it for you. I grab a fresh bar of Irish Spring and shove it between your lips, laughing at how pathetic you look with that block of soap crammed in your mouth. The taste is awful, the bubbles sting, and your jaw aches… but that’s the point. I scold you, mock you, and humiliate you while I “wash” your filthy mouth out. Watching you drool and gag on that soap is exactly the punishment you deserve. You wanted a girlfriend? Instead, you get a strict reminder of your place. I’ll keep scrubbing that dirty mouth until you finally learn to behave… or maybe I’ll just keep doing it forever, because honestly, seeing you humiliated like this is too much fun.