So, doormat, how did you like waiting here on the ground for me? Did some people pass by and ask why you’re lying here in the dirt in the parking lot? Look at my trail running shoes – they’re completely covered in all kinds of mud and dirt from my run in the woods. And your face is just the perfect doormat to clean them on before I get back into my car and drive home … I don’t want my car to get dirty! Yes, I know the pain is intense, my full weight crushing your face and the mean tread of these shoes digging deep into your skin, leaving behind painful marks and bruising up your skin! But that’s just a doormat’s life! And I hope you take it like a good slave … otherwise I might need to replace you with a more capable doormat – and simply drive over you to get rid of you – after I’m done using cleaning my shoes on your face. And you don’t want that, do you?!

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