I can't stand you little beta bitches. You're so whiny and needy. You're like little puppies constantly jumping up and down the moment I'm in the door, vying for my attention. Its draining, really. Its not allowing me to live my best life, which really should be your #1 concern. I shouldn't have to release clips to make you weak, to make you want to pay. I shouldn't HAVE to drip poison into your system to overtake your mind. That feels too much like work. I should never, ever be made to feel like I have to WORK for my money. That's your job. You should be a good boy on your own initiative and pay like you know you're supposed to. I'm exhausted dealing with stupid, whiny puppies masquerading as submissive men. You don't need to wait for me to TELL you to pay. I'm no longer interested in stupid, lazy, wannabe slaves. To borrow a cliche, its time for you to shape up or ship out.