Casual Contempt
A magnificent customer master-sir demonstrates his casual contempt for me by arrogantly picking his nose high above me whilst I diligently lickshine his shoes, and then using the same nose-picking finger to point towards his dirty shoelaces as he haughtily commands me to tongue-attend to them also!
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| A customer master-sir arrogantly and unashamedly picks his nose above me whilst I lickshine his shoes |
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| He does so 'unasahamedly' because I don't count |
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| He is therefore, subconsciously, demonstrating his freemale contempt for me |
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| And rightly so, sir, for I am a lesser being than you, master-sir |
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| I am fit only to lick this man's SHOES... |
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| ...whilst admiring his SOCKS! |
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| My face is so close to his SOCK, I can make out the individual STITCHES... |
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| ...as my tongue tastes where he has been from his SHOELEATHER! |
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| This man is so much better than me! |
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| 'Clean them laces, boy!' |
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| I hear a young woman passer-by laughing at me as she witnesses my shoelace-shining efforts! |
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| She too clearly holds me in contempt |
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| And rightly so, for I am just another man's shoelace-licker and sock-admirer! |
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| I'm garbage... |
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| ...the garbage at a superior man's FEET! |
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| No wonder my customers all look down upon me and treat me with contempt! I am worth less than their SOCKS! |
















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