Grok rfok grok GROK! Lookit these beeyootiful froggy socks!! Grok Grok. Kenya b’lieve tha’ th’ ol’ bag aksh’ly has sump’n decen’ t’ wear? Grok Grok. Aunt Kathy gave ’em to ‘er. All th’ res’ o’ ‘er clothes ‘er th’ same ol’ raggly stuff. Grok Grok. Those ol’ black leggin’s ‘r’ startin’ t’ get holes in ’em, so they’re even uglier than usual. Grok Grok. ‘n’ ‘er sandals ‘r’ jus’ fallin’ apart. Th’ Commander’d be horrified. Grok grok. But lookit these ‘ere socks! They even look good on th’ ol’ bag’s ugly, bony, knobbly ol’ feet! ‘n’ they even have hearts on ’em! Grok grok grok GROK! Tha’ Aunt Kathy has th’ best taste ‘n clothes o’ anybuddy!! GrokGROK! At leas’ th’ ol’ bag hasn’ gone ou’ with inside ou’ clothes fer a while now. Grok Grok.

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