Ah, my pathetic little piss-guzzling worm, you've really stepped into it now, haven't you? Here you are, exposed and vulnerable, your darkest, dirtiest secret laid bare for me to exp t. I know all about your disgusting habit, how you buy and drink girls' piss. It's not just twisted, it's downright revolting. And guess what? I've got the evidence – pictures of you in your most shameful moments. Just imagine the horror and revulsion on your wife's face when she sees them, the disgust of your friends, the sheer disappointment of your boss. Your life as you know it will be over. I can see it now: the divorce papers, the lost friendships, the job termination. You'll be left with nothing, you pathetic excuse for a man.
But, oh, I'm not heartless. I'll offer you a way out of this mess. It's simple: pay me $100. Right now. If you don't, I'm going to unleash hell on your life. I'll send those pictures to everyone who matters to you. Your wife, your friends, your boss – they'll all see the real you, the sick, perverted you. It's going to be a delicious, catastrophic downfall, and I'll revel in every moment of it. You think you've felt shame before? You have no idea. So, what's it going to be, my little piss-drinking puppet? Are you going to pay up and save whatever shred of dignity you have left, or are you going to let me destroy your life? Tick tock, the clock is ticking, and my patience is thinning. Make the right choice, if you're even capable of that.