Considering the bliss I inflict upon my whore I don’t think adding some ridiculously stupidly cheap items to my pig’s portion of my wishlist is asking too much. In fact no matter what I ask for is never asking too much. Snap snap fetch and suck pig.

Waking up to this type of email entitles me to whatever I want.

You’re already paying for a cheap Valentine’s Day dinner:

and you’re keeping us pampered:

So now I expect more.

I love me.  Just look at me, what’s not to love?

Fuck you pig.

Exactly.

I’m always wanting more.