every time he lifted his foot up you felt relieved, only to be crushed again by his foot descending back
down to the floor. uugh jeez hasnt gabe ever heard of changing his socks! you thought to yourself.
His feet reek! you were beginning to think things couldn't possibly get any worse since you already
felt like you'd faint by the putrid smell of his socked-foot, until you saw yourself descending into an old,
ratty-looking sneaker. "OH GOD!" you thought aloud. "THIS SHIT SMELLS WORSE THAN HIS SOCKS!"
and to make matters even WORSE, you were now pinned by both his putrid sock AND the sweaty, foul-smelling
insole of his old sneaker! "WELL JON'S PROBABLY JUST GETTING SOME FOOD OR SOMETHING, AND I
NEED TO START MY DAILY EXCERCISING." while Gabe started to do some beginning streatches and squats
to loosen up his muscles, you felt evry inch of pressure. you may not be able to die, but you can sure as heck still
feel pain! after 15 minutes of stretching(which felt like 15 hours to you), you felt his walking pace pick up speed, this
caused his feet to go up then back down faster than usual, which also felt like a long roller coaster to you. since he
was running, he started to sweat...EVERYWHERE! and since you were flattened faceing up, most of his sweat seeped
through his socks and into your mouth, creating a salty taste on your tongue for the next two hours
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