Stark Contrast

The contrast between us could not be more stark: My manly customer-master sir enjoys the taste of a cool beer whilst I enjoy the taste of his warm, manly sneakers, topped with his creamy-white socks. I’m pathetic like that.

Cool vs warm - cool master-sir; warm sneakers!

I 'enjoy' the taste of the manly customer-master's sneakers...

...whilst admiring his creamy white socks

I'm pathetic like that!

I am particularly enamoured by the pronounced creases in his socks...

...along with the patterns in the stitching

Truly, I look up to this beer-drinking man's socks!

His socks dominate me - towering over my humble, sneaker-licking head

His socks!... His socks!... The customer-master's SOCKS!...

If truth be told, I'd much rather be tasting his sneakers and admiring his socks than tasting a cool beer

But that's the stark contrast between us. He is a man; I am a slave!

'Lick harder, slave! Make sure you lick off all the dirt and grime!'... 'Yes, master sir. Praise be unto you and your socks, sir!'


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