My slave has baked baked fresh waffles for me. I've been waiting eagerly for this, but they don't look very good. How could this have happened? My slave needs to explain himself and I call on him to act as tastes tester. But first I spit on the waffles. A really nice amount too, so that the honeycombs are generously filled with my saliva. My slave can hardly believe his eyes as he watches me. He already suspects that he's going to eat it all!
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