We both know what you came here for, foot boy. My feet, your cock and one big explosion. You can't escape my feet. You can't take your eyes off of them, you're so weak for them. You tried to stay away from them so much in 2017, but in 2018 that will change. You will beg to be beneath them. You will beg to lick them. You will never be able to quit my feet now, foot boy. You will spend the last few minutes of 2017 jerking off to them and the first few seconds of 2018 groveling beneath them.