Sick of what? Losing? No sir. That is your fate. To obey your master and suffer humiliation to the end of your servitude. I, personally, think it suits someone such as yourself.
I personally think it should be cold considering you lost another bet. Maybe the soaking directly in the underwear is clear indicator of how all your bets should/will go.
A spoiled well-dressed brat throwing a tantrum over creaming himself. Seems you can't take a simple humbling lesson. A much needed lesson for someone as arrogant as you.
"Why? You ask why?" his master said, taunting him. "It is because you do not know your place. And a cocky suited gentleman should always know their place: beneath the piles of cream. Is that clear?" He gulped as his master described his position and obeyed, "Yes, sir." This was his place now, and nothing he could do would change it.
I can totally see you doing this as a physical sloppy challenge on some messy game show that you and I would be on opposing teams for. The only memos that the network seemed to leave out was that it was for a messy game show and that it was a super casual affair. At least the viewers will get a kick out of seeing two way too overdressed businessman mucking up their best outfits on live television!
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He had forgotten to give his master a present, so when his master and his friends offer him a treat, he was more than delighted for one. Unfortunately, his treat was no more than a joke and as an act of discipline as he poured the rich custard down his head and suit. But at the same time, he was giving his master a great birthday present.
The lengths he went through for his position were worth as he heard the word, "hired," in the sentence. He was relieved at getting a WAM master for himself but at the cost of his own suit. Nonetheless, his master told him he would have more suits for him. Whether that was good or bad, only time will tell.
One of my favorite sets from you. We definitely need to recreate this one day, except it'll be with two overdressed, dapperly suited bankers visiting a bakery.
As pies weren't enough for the arrogant man, the waiter took a carton of batter and poured it down his head before flowing right onto his suit. Using all the batter, the waiter took his leave to get the last pie. The suited man was more than appalled as the batter dripped onto his expensive suit. It would take a miracle for to get that out!
The waiter was more than happy when the vain suited man asked for pies for dessert. Upon his first delivery, the suited man got a mouthful of cream and crust. The second pie, he was taken aback by the repeated action. The third pie had creamed his suit, covering it in pie splatter. During the fourth one, he merely sat there in a thinking position as he got a chocolate cream pie surprise that, ultimately trashed his suit. Maybe next time, he wouldn't be so vain to the people who bring him food
I should head to a local carwash, tell the attendant I need to cool down in this heat, and sit prim and proper in my three-piece to this same treatment after work.