You have been whipped.

You know, I used to own hermit crabs. My dad brought one home from Mertle (sp?) Beach one day, and his name was T.C. ("The Crab"), because that's all my dad and his friends called him on the way back. I bought him a friend at PetsMart, but she wasn't so happy, because she climbed out of her shell and died, which I believe is the crab way of committing suicide. :(

You're really pretty! Let me ask you this... what do you call an armless and legless man in a pile of leaves?

You r are my pet I feed you beer.

You have been fed pet beer.