Eyes, Meet Feet

Eyes: Woah, what are those things?

Feet: What, you mean us?

Eyes: Yeah, you guys look gross

Feet: We're still apart of the body

Eyes: I kind of wish you weren't, watching you guys is an eyesore

Feet: Well without us you wouldn't be able to see anything but the same old room forever

Eyes: I guess that's true

Feet: See, we aren't so bad after all

Eyes: But you two also smell so bad

Feet: You can't even smell

Eyes: Nose told me all about it

Feet: Don't listen to him

Eyes: Why shouldn't I?

Feet: He talks crap about you all the time

Eyes: Really??

Feet: Yeah, he's always so jealous that there's two of you and only one of him.

Eyes: Huh, I never knew.. Eyes: Sorry I was so mean before, you both seem really nice

Feet: Thanks, it's tough being feet, nobody likes us

Eyes: We like you, don't let anyone tell you otherwise

Feet: Thank you eyes.

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