Oh my! I've been in my stinky stinky socks all day long! Just about eight hours to be precise. At some point they got so stinky and wet that they were literally dripping in my boots. Closed shoes do that to me you know. Must be psychological I guess. But I didn't care, because I knew I had you waiting like a desperate loser to worship my stinky stinky socks. Who needs a washing machine when they have you? I'm going to make sure whenever I wear closed shoes I come home and make you clean them with your tongue. Knowing I've made sure to really work up a sweat with only you in mind lol!
