After a grueling day at the office, I'm unwinding with my girlfriend when I casually mention my roommate's peculiar habits. I share my suspicion that he might have a secret foot fetish, as I've caught him red-handed (or should I say red-footed?) stealing my dirty socks, sniffing them, and sneaking into my room for a whiff of my feet. Little did I know, he was about to strike again. Right in front of me, he takes a deep whiff of my socks, inhales the aroma of my feet, and proceeds to make a mess on my soles. Talk about a sticky situation!