Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Story #39

Grandiose Mr. Kirpwell had a sock obsession. Never took them off. He wore his baby booties until they fell apart around his feet. Did I tell you about the time he discovered knee-highs? Forget about it! The worst was when he bathed. Wet, years old sock smell permeated throughout his apartment. His feet ultimately paid for his sock wearing stubbornness, turning gangrene. When the doctor asked him to wiggle his toes, he shrugged and asked what toes are. When the doctor tried to remove the socks, Mr. Kirpwell thought he was peeling the skin off his legs and his brain exploded.

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