>HELLOOOOOOO MAANITOOOOBAA!!!!
>Great to see you all tonight!
>Sorey, to everyone for our late start.
[white males nod respectfully]
>My cuckold slave saw a cock and nearly crashed our car.
[crowd chuckles as the tension leaves the room]
>Could not help himself.
>Bad Slave! Am I right, or am I right?
>Turns out
>That freakish cock that nearly killed us
[Mistress T is clearly pleased with what she's about to reveal]
>Was the US President
[Crowd is riveted in high-spirited righteous laughter]
>I kid, I kid, Sorey to any YANKS in the crowd tonight.
>We really do appreciate you coming to our fair Canada.
>And not to be a debbiedowner but would you please leave your firearms and bombs at home please?
[Solemn affirmations ripple through the crowd with furtive clapping my the scattered Americans]
>Sorey, where were we?
>Take my cuck, Please!
[Old joke reassures the audience]
>Oh I love me some Manitoba, lemme tell ya
>In fact an older gentleman just bought me a chesterfield so long as I sent him a couple pairs of my runners.
>Very open minded people here.
>Oh, ya, so I just flew in from Vancouver and boy is my slave's wallet empty.
>Good thing the hosers a Canadian submissive, ya know?
>If he was American he'd surely die in the streets
[Restrained laughter]
>Bankruptcy is no fun in the states, no-sir-ee
>But I do like the FinDom, I do.
>Ladies, any ladies in here?
>C'mon we all do it, more or less.
>Financial Domination that is.
>I'm just very, very good at it.
>For instance, one time, I ordered a Saudi Prince to wire me $7400, Canadian, to a Tim Hortons at 3AM, just so I would poop onto my iPad while Facetiming him and his drunk brothers and cousins.
>That's my little contribution to the war on terror, eh?
[A triggered betacuck cries out, voice cracking on the immediate syllable, "Racist!"]