When I was a kid in rural South Carolina sock monkeys were all over the place.
It seemed that every female of the species made several and they would place them strategically on furniture and shelves for all to see.
I was amazed at the consistency of these creations and just how many were lying around to adorn the countrified niggerosity of rural aiken county and everyone named Poole.
Today is Sock Monkey Day.
It goes down each March 7 and the folk art is alive and well here in the land of the insipid inbred Southerner.
They are said to originate from the Victorian era but you can't prove that by me.
Never did I ever want a sock monkey of my own.
I never was given one, either.
I keep thinking the anatomically correct sock monkies might start breeding among themselves thereby procreating ...