I am going to count to three, and that nonsense better stop. One, two, three.
Now listen up, maggot! You are going to push and scream and sweat and cry until I see your guts turn upside-down and I know from the bottom of my heart that you will never disobey me again! You are going to do ten hours of push-ups, situps, and squats. And every time I blow this whistle, I want you to scream, "Thank you, Sir! May I have another?"
DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?