More self-stink appreciation during isolation: Sniffin' a pair of toejammed stanky socks while unloading into those he is wearing

Shit, his dress socks reek so bad from toejam, sweat and general foot odor, he cannot help but masturbate to the irresistible funk he's sniffing, while relieving himself into another worn pair of rank gym socks.  Such is life living in isolation and your stink buddies aren't near.  "When you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with (yourself). " (Quoting Steven Stills).