There's something about the smell of gym sneakers and gym socks that turns you on so much it turns you feral. You turn into an absolute simp. I see right through you, Not that seeing you for your true self is that hard, I mean, were you just waiting to be caught red handed? So that you get all flustered, so that you get all humiliated and ashamed? You’re going to align yourself with your inner sneaker simp for me. you've always been like that, And you'll always be like that. But with my guidance, underneath my soles. You will spiral even faster, fall even deeper into your depravity.