O entregador comeu meu jantar

What the hell was this loser thinking? He claims that he was hungry and he and his friends needed to eat, but that is no excuse. I trap him inside my home when he tries to escape, make him strip down and kick his balls. While landing a few heavy kicks into his nuts, I make fun of his tiny penis and ask if he has ever had a girlfriend. He says he has, but I can tell that he really hasn't. He's so short, ugly and nervous. I decide what to do with him. If he serves me everyday, hands over half of his paycheck and eats the waste that comes from my ass, then maybe I won't tell his employer that he breached his contract by eating my food. I make him get me a drink from my fridge and then burst farts into his face to warm him up. He takes farts endlessly as I berate him. Over the course of the clip, I convert him from being and unenthusiastic, desperate for escape to a docile and subservient little bitch. I make him thank me for the farts and express enthusiasm for being my toilet.