dagwool sweater
That scratchy, smelly, handmade wool sweater you get at Christmas from your crazy, half-blind great-grandaunt. It’s so hot and itches like a thousand ants are biting you, and the color is so bad it makes you want to cry.
My great-grandaunt sent me a dagwool sweater again. I’m wearing it like a prison uniform.
This dagwool sweater is making me go insane. I’m gonna burn it.
My dog ran away from me because of that dagwool sweater.