A couple of years ago, the very nifty
Knightchik offered to make me a sock monkey. I politely (or so I hoped) declined, because sock monkeys always kinda creeped me out. Who knows why; they just do. And, as mentioned in my last post, I'm a bit too long in the tooth for stuffed animals. (Notice how I strongly reiterate this position; surely it is a thinly-disguised plea for a giant teddy bear or a squishy SpongeBob doll? Uh, no.)
However.
This here is about the most genius sock monkey I have ever seen. Gosh, I'm in love.