You hear foot steps comming from the stairs and are hit with a terrible odor as you look over and see Tiffany walking over with severl pairs of socks in her hand a devilish smirk on her face. "Lets see how fartzilla likes this." she grumbled to herself. "She thinks 1 pair of my socks are nasty, just wait until she smells this!" You have to run as fast as you can away as you no longer want to stay near her putrid feet if it can be avoided. But since your still on the couch and its a really, REALLY long fall down to the floor, you run to the far end of the couch. As soon as you get there, though you can still smell the horrible stench, you look back to see what shes doing. You see her lifting up the cushions and uncurling her socks and putting 2 pairs under them then putting the cushions back down. "She'll never be able to tell where the smells comming from!" she said evily and happily to herself. You start to get worried as she nears the final cushion; the 1 your on. When she does get there....