Sometimes I think that some slaves don't take their fucking job seriously. I don't care if they're new or experienced - the word I speak should be their law!!! And I ordered this piece of shit to clean the dungeon in my absence. And what did he do? He made a break. A break!!! I didn't tell anything about a fucking break! So I crush his food and spit it on the floor to let him lick his meal and clean up the flagging at the same time. Afterwards he shall lick the sole of my boots, so none of the sandwitch is wasted.