I take a long slow drag of my ecig. You know, you are not even worth my time! You need to be on the floor, worshipping me. You need to make sure that my cup is never empty, that I have the best champagne, the best jewelry, let me and my girlfriends go shopping on your credit card. Take me to a furrier, I really want a lynx fur coat. Nothing is more luxurious, except maybe sable fur coat! I need a brand new fur, and I need to completely exploit you until I get that, even if I have to exploit you as a house cleaner until I get that- I would rent you out and take the money, and you would clean my friends' houses. If you didn't make enough money, I would need more men to make me more money, and then I would have a stable of men working to support and please me! I am a fur goddess and you are going to worship me. I keep going on telling you how I am going to exploit you, and be an evil cruel greedy fur goddess of the world. You are grateful to get to breathe the same air that I breathe, and you're lucky if I blow smoke in your face for you to breathe in. All my friends want to lay in my bed of furs. All my girlfriends, because women are superior to men. You need quit watching this clip, go clean a house for me, and give me all of your money so that I can buy more furs!
