"Hey, bro... can you talk?" You try as hard as you can, but you find it impossible. "Good, we dont want a talking socks now, do we?" She tells you. "Oh dont worry... I'll change you back... Once im bored with you that is!"
You get more and more scared of what lies ahead.
"Well... To celebrate this occasion, I guess i should go for a jog, Mike, oh, sorry bro, did you want to come?" You try to shout as hard as you could, but no words will come out.
"Well, since you haven't said no... Lets get going!" She giggles like a little girl as she trys to put you on.
You look down and see a giant foot coming towards you, it was slightly dusty and had a very musty smell around it. She purposly hopped on one foot to put the other one on, smashing you in the process.
You hear her say "Woops! Oh, clumsy me! Missed again! Darn!" as she hopped around, slamming you onto the ground untill she got bored and finally put you on properly. "There... now doesn't that feel better, bro? Well it sure does, for me." She giggles and drums her foot on the floor, making you wonder what you did to deserve this.
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