Jen bought me socks. She bought them because they were striped (I have a thing for stripes) and little and said "Sugar Daddy" on them. It wasn't until I ripped those bad boys open that I realized that they had the added bonus of being ... scented.
Yup, that's right, Jen bought me scented socks. They allegedly smell like a Sugar Daddy, but as a former aficionado of that delightful rip-your-fillings-out candy, I say they smell more like Sugar Babies.
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