You've been a brat all day, and as your babysitter I'm running out of patience. Then I realize you're staring at my stinky feet. Apparently you find it so funny, so I start putting them in your face and teasing you about only immature brats would find stinky feet so funny. I wiggle my toes, make you worship my soles and remind you how insane it is that you're so into my stinky smelly feet.