Al Funghi (Patreon)

- Hi Dan.
- Hi… The hell did you do?
- Shortcut by the old field. Stepped in some fucking hole. You have any dry shoes I can borrow? It soaked right through the sock.
- We’re not even close in size. Can I offer you a dry sock in this trying time?
- As long as you haven’t used it for anything besides feet. You think we can put rice in.. Oh, Fuck! I’m so sorry. This smells so bad.
- Here, I’ll put them on the balcony. It smells… so…
- You alright there, Dan?
- I… the shoe…
- Eh.. Sure. Take it…
- It’s just so… *inhale*
- What the fuck are you doing Dan?  Dan?
- *muffled*
- Shiit! You got a boner! You like that?
- hngggg
- Yeah… Get in deeper. Take another deep whiff, weirdo.
- *inhale*
- You like that, don’t you? Like the smell of my sweaty socks.
- mmmmmmm
- Ok, let’s fucking stop this, Dan. It’s weirding me out.
- nggg
- Dan, let go… Dan! DAN! LET GO OF MY FUCKING…
- nnnNNAAAAAA!
- WHAT THE FUCK, DAN!
- What? What did I do?
- The fuck?
- Give me the shoe and I’ll put it on the balcony.
- I’ll do it. It’s better if you don’t touch them. Trust me.
- Whatever