giant sock monkey
giant sock monkey the giant sock monkey must go, nothing against those of normal proportions, that sit on shelves or lie in the arms of a sleeping child. but that huge, eye-shaped, red ass flashes at me while riding a jet ski and sends my bp to the upper atmosphere. sock monkeys do not drive cars, ride mechanical bulls like cotton-stuffed cowboys with four foot tails or make angels in the snow. get that damned giant sock monkey off my TV! ©tlp 2010
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