What's better than one sock for dinner?
Two socks, of course. Nicholas carried his sock around in his mouth for about a half hour the other night. It was soaking wet. Gross!
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Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken..." William Shakespere
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