I don't know why he's taking it so personal. Let him taste what he tastes like then see how he feels about swallowing. He'll be thankful your mouth is even going near his ungrateful dick again.
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?