As punishment, I love having my hand cut off. And my blood being poured into a porcelain teacup. And
Baron Von Best Buy sipping from it. And his brown, bouffant mustache becoming red wet. We all know
that mustache is the Baroness’ best pleasure. But I am just a servant. I have no money chopping the door
down, coming to my rescue. But I know where all the porcelain is kept. And from this knowledge is where
I’ve hewn my own kind of pleasure.