You may THINK you're signing up for a day of relaxing massage at the day spa.
But you'd be wrong.
The staff here is a touch ... oh, what's the word ...
aggressive.

"LIGHT THE AROMA THERAPY CANDLES, SHIT-STICK, WHILE I GRIND YOUR FUCKING BONES TO MEALY DUST!!"

"NICE AND RELAXED NOW, AREN'T YOU, MAGGOT!! NOW THAT I'VE SNAPPED YOUR GODDAMN NECK AND SEVERED YOUR WORTHLESS SPINAL CORD!! IT'S SMOTHERING TIME, BIZNITCH!!"

"EAT HOT DEATH, DICK-BAG!! BOO-YAH!! I TOOK A RUNNING START!!"
Of course, there's a relatively remote chance I may be interpreting the poster incorrectly.
Till next we meet ...