Slave, your presence is impeccable. I feel the urge to defecate immediately. Oh, the size and smell of this shit, it will make a hearty meal for you. Anything left, you can finish it off for breakfast. Behold, a soup so rich, adorned with poop meatballs. It’s all for you. But first, I must taste it. After all, I cooked it. Mmm… delectable. Now, indulge, eat, consume the mixture of shit and urine. Bon appétit.