MY GOD!!! What is that smell? I have been walking around in my beat-up old flats all day barefoot and right when I popped my shoe off my heel, a cloud of funk easily fills the room. Once I have both my shoes off, I can feel myself get light-headed from the stink. I’m going to have to give my rank feet a bath. Good thing I have an army of foot slaves eager and willing to lick my feet clean. I hope you can hold your breath because if the absolute joy of worshipping my feet doesn’t make you pass out, my ripe sweaty feet sure will!