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Wow… look what you’ve become. So pathetic, so desperate, that I had to bring out this—my sock puppet—just to talk to you on your level. Because clearly, you’re not worth my words. The puppet says everything we’re both thinking. That you’re a sad little loser. That you’ve sunken so low, even a sock has more dignity than you. I mean seriously—this is what gets you going? Being mocked by a puppet? You’re not even worth my foot today. Just laughter, teasing, and total humiliation from a piece of worn-out fabric. But hey, if the sock fits…