... is going off the air in 2011. Plan accordingly.

I too have an announcement to make... beginning in three years, I will no longer wear socks. After many hours of prayer and thought, I came to the decision that wearing socks, while it made me famous, is just something thats time has passed. I would like to spend my golden years sockless and retired. But, we have just enough time to honor my socks. So in the short three years ahead, everyday I will present you with an ode to my socks.

...ahem...

Oh! Cotton clothed foot gloves!
Where have ye gone!
In shoe nor hamper, do ye show your face.
A hat for toes no longer,
to looms fruity heaven you float.

Remember when, back in the day,
your holes were wide and many?
A molotov fuze you made for me,
back in the revolution of '93.
The thin red line across the toes,
we dared to cross together.

Socky-sock sock face!
Face of socky sock-socks.
When toilet paper was few,
I could always count on you,
to -

Well, it pretty much goes on for like four or five pages. Emotionally charged, I think that's the best way to describe my work.

You all have homework. Tell me why Twilight sucks below and you'll get a prize respect, that's all it is.