I'm finally home after a night of twirling around and dancing at the club, which means My socks are absolutely disgusting, so smelly and gross. Which makes them the perfect way to torment a foot freak like you. Get on your knees, pet, and crawl forward like the pathetic fool you are. I'll smash My sweaty socks into your face, until all you smell is My smelly feet, until you can barely breathe. You'll taste the sweat, unable to do anything but whimper with My feet shoved right over your face. How does that feel, pet? Knowing that this will be your only source of pleasure for the rest of your life? You will worship My perfect feet and My stinky socks, and you will thank me for the honor. Open wide, loser