April, you have (nearly) defeated me. It has come to this.

I apologize to Leonard Nimoy.

I apologize to hosiery.

I apologize to those of you careless enough to scroll further.

Turn back, I’m begging.

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A mock memoir title …

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You were warned.

 

No socks were harmed in the making of this post. 

I’ll wear the thing. I’m not proud.

Obviously.

 

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