the door opened, standing there was a man wearing nothing but a sock on his penis, " i've been expecting you", he said........................

brad decided to make a bowl of his favourate soup, leek and onion, however, as brad was sturring up the tasty stew, he remembered that he had not removed the sock, fearing the mans essentials may get chaffed...............

so, Brad being the kind of man that hates to see anyone hurting, went back up the stairs. He saw the man had tears on his face, and Brads heart did a little extra beat, he slowly wiped the mans tears and next went to take the sock off,

he tugged and tugged at the sock, however it remained steadfast and the man continued to cry, whilst simultaneously smiling and whispering "thank god". "the mans demented with this damed sock", thought brad..........

but once Brad removed the sock, he finally realized why this man was saying "thank god"

for beneth the sock lay the most severe case of atheletes foot brad had ever seen, alongside a small prayerbook and a bunch of rosary beads. "heaven's above", thought brad, but as he knelt down next to the poor creature to offer a prayer..........

something came over brad, he leaned over the suffering man and gently

wiped his face with the encrusted sock. "pineapple?", he thought.......

suddenly the urge to vomit came over brad, and the poor man in the bed with a foot where a penis should have been wailed.... he was tied to the bed and couldn't move.... the vomit poured over him.... brad felt soooo bad about what he had just done that he decided to...........

give the man a full refund for the foot massage, the man insisted that brad keep the money, and as brad was leaving the man threatened to put his foot up brads ass, brad though about this and..........

decided it wasn't worth the risk and fled in fear, but as he got to the front door he found it wouldn't open. and the man was coming down the stairs having knawed free of his ropes........

"the soup!!" thought brad, and he scurried back into the kitchen. sure enough the scrumptious leek and onion was just at the correct temperature.............

boiling hot!!!!! so he threw the whole pot over the man and his..............foot....................... and then hid in the cupboard...

as Brad turned around from the soup he could not help but overcome his fear of the man, cuz he started laughing so hard at seeing this leathery, sickly old man come tumbling down the stairs

brad heard from behind him. he turned around to see 17 sickly old men wearing nappies, chanting and mutilating a frog. "oh shit!", thought brad, he'd only made enough soup for 2.