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Sticks and Stones

did you ever
feel as if
you've something
in your shoe

never
buy
yak
socks

musei do not know?

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

September 14, 2019 at 9:47 PM

omg. Never tried yak socks. But the something in my shoe... You know that silly "which princess are you?" I'm the freakn princess and the pea. I have been comforted to learn that it's ADD and PCS sensory overload.

Jeff Connelly

September 17, 2019 at 3:19 PM

Then Maureen, don't even take a wife of yak hair anything. It smells primal, and it is (or was since it was 1988-89 New Years in Kathmandu and a few days out in the more then wonderful town of Pokhara that I've been. BUT there is always connections... I will have to tell you about all the people that were hired from Nepal by the USPS.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

September 15, 2019 at 8:15 PM

Can't wear wool against my skin save fine wool socks. Even angora drives me nut bar ;),

Jeff Connelly

September 15, 2019 at 3:05 AM

Ouch Maureen. You definitely wouldn't want to wear yak socks. I had a pair, as well as some mittens, and a sweater. Very odd, but so was I, and also very young. My last day in Nepal was spent sitting on a rooftop restaurant/bar drinking Chinese tiger beer and eating yak cheese lol. Yakkety yak lol.