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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