At the bottom of the wardrobe there had been living the Sock and the Hole, the Hole on the Sock, that is. One fine day the Hole said to the Sock, Im much more beautiful than you. So the Hole thought he should make himself bigger, and so he did. The Sock groaned but tried to fight, But Ive got colours! The Hole replied, Yeah, and youre bloody dirty too. But Im crystal clean. So he thought hed get to it and made himself bigger again. Heeey, stop it! the Sock shouted, Your haughtiness is unbearable. Oh, well, Im better than you, I should be bigger than you and the Hole made himself grow again. Oh, my goodness, stop it, cant you see youre killing me? But the Hole was so big now that he couldnt hear the Socks moan, and with an ultimate breath he became as big as the Sock himself. However, as the Sock disappeared, the Hole disappeared too.