/soy/ - Soyjaks

do any nusois want to smell my armpits? they haven't been washed in three days and they're becoming stinkier and stinkier by the hour. imagine that, nusoi. the smell of my vinegary onion-like pheromones forcing their way through your nostrils and deep into your lungs. imagine your little soicuck face, pushed into a thick, dark jungle of my armpit hair, given no choice but to inhale my body's most noxious aroma. the intoxicating contrast between the deep and shameful enjoyment you experience from such an unconventional activity and the perennially pungent scent overpowering your nose. just picture it, nusoicuck.