I drag you by your hair to the porta potty and I can already smell how disgusting it is. For a split second, I question my wisdom in coming here but realise this is exactly what you deserve. I pull you up so you are fully on your feet before smashing you face first into the door. "Sorry honey - that seems to be my new favourite thing - smashing your face into things! Hee hee hee!" I catch Ash struggling to hide her laughter while she films the whole thing.
The door opened wide and the stench came rising out. "Jeez, this doesn't smell like it's ever been cleaned!" With you moaning and groaning, bloodied and battered and unsteady on your feet. I brave the odour and drag you into the cubicle and ram you head first into the dirty bowl! "Enjoy babe!"
I place my foot on the back of your head to keep you there while I hold my nose to try to block out the smell. You slap your hands and feet in desperation and seem to be shouting something but I can't make out what.
"That's what you get for messing with me in the Dumpster, honey pie!" I turn to Ash and the camera and wink and blow a kiss!
