It seems like I'm out of new sock to wear. I revise my stash to see whether there's another pair I could wear again. To no avail. One stinks more than the other. I compare the strength of the stink as you watch my with your hungry puppy eyes expecting some of that treat. Maybe I'd serve you my socks off my feet. Would you like to lick off the stink? The scent is so vivid, impregnating your mind with desire...