Just home from softball practice, in the heat, and my feet are unruly, like usual. I talk to you about how practice went while sliding my feet out of my sneaker and using my other leg to try to itch the scratch. You can clearly see how much foot powder I have on the bottoms of my socks. I explain how they are constantly itching and burning. You suggest I must have athletes foot. Really? I know they itch so bad that it takes my focus away during softball practice. I apologize for the embarrassing smell that's filling up the room. I need to air out my feet so I peel off my socks. I ask you t...

Just home from softball practice, in the heat, and my feet are unruly, like usual. I talk to you about how practice went while sliding my feet out of my sneaker and using my other leg to try to itch the scratch. You can clearly see how much foot powder I have on the bottoms of my socks. I explain how they are constantly itching and burning. You suggest I must have athletes foot. Really? I know they itch so bad that it takes my focus away during softball practice. I apologize for the embarrassing smell that's filling up the room. I need to air out my feet so I peel off my socks. I ask you to look in between my toes and confirm that I have athletes foot. I spread my toes itch in between my toes and you say I definitely have athletes foot. My socks smell worse than my feet! Yuck! I ask you which sock smells worse and then use them to floss and itch in between my toes. I ask you what I need to do to make this horrific feeling go away. I mean, it never goes away. I've used the sprays and the powders and the creams. In between my toes are blistery, angry and red. And the smell is just rancid! So are the insides of my sneakers! I even inspect in between my toes myself, claiming how nasty they look. I put my socks back on and continue aggressively scratching. I guess I should throw my socks away...unless, you want them?