//this is an insight on my insane thing called a mind. Read at your risk//
"No, my lovely Sharon!" I open my sock mouth, to yell after my beloved Sharon.
She left me for a shark. She will only get sopping wet then have to go through the horrid dryer!
We were going to have sock babies!
Dropping onto my naked elbow, I plead for my beloved Sharon Socks-worth would turn around and run into my loving imaginary dinosaur arms.
"Does our sock baby mean nothing to you!" I yell after her.
"What sock baby." Her voice asks.
"Our sock baby, Dorkapus Fernando Sock-Worth!" I cry out.
