G-dust
When an old person’s sock comes off, it explodes into a cloud of dust. It’s like a fart, but made of dry skin and hate.
I pulled off my grandpa’s sock and it made a cloud. I now live in G-dust. It’s like breathing in a sock prison.
My grandma’s sock came off and it made a cloud. I inhaled it. Now I taste old socks.
My brother pulled off his grandma’s sock and it made G-dust. He now has a cloud in his lungs. He’s never coming back.
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