Little Red Wagon Repairman
Girls Can't Wrestle
Every night before bed I have to psych myself up before taking off my shoes and socks. I get ready by taking a few deep breaths and think of Hot Apple Pie with a scoop of French Vanilla Ice Cream on top. I get the first sock off and recoil in agony. I build up the courage knowing I'm halfway home and get this Hellish task over with. I quickly lean over and remove the other shoe and sock. Now I'm barefoot and my stinky feet are giving me both barrels of putrid stench and my eyes can't stop watering. The only upside is that if I throw my socks in the back yard the raccoons and skunks will stay away.