When I ask someone to bend over backwards for me, I appreciate it when they kiss their own ass. This is for several reasons:
1.) Kissing one's own ass is a potent elixir of effervescent humiliation and pineapple juice.
2.) Bending over backwards is one thing, but twisting your neck around in order to align your lips with your ass is excruciatingly painful.
3.) Shut up and do it. I arranged to have my dry-cleaning delivered this morning, and it's not here. Don't ask why. I will do the thinking around here. I pay you too much money to think. Just do weird stuff for me, please.
1.) Kissing one's own ass is a potent elixir of effervescent humiliation and pineapple juice.
2.) Bending over backwards is one thing, but twisting your neck around in order to align your lips with your ass is excruciatingly painful.
3.) Shut up and do it. I arranged to have my dry-cleaning delivered this morning, and it's not here. Don't ask why. I will do the thinking around here. I pay you too much money to think. Just do weird stuff for me, please.
