Be silent you wretched fool.
Think of how sweaty those socks must be after a work out.
Imagine her taking off her trainers and getting a waft of that pungent aroma.
Imagine her placing them firmly onto your face, letting the musk drown out your brain.
Imagine suckling upon those fabric sweat dispensers and filling your mouth with liquid ecstasy.
Gain some taste before commenting upon womens socks again, you charlatan.