I have been locked in the basement for an eternity it seems, In my hidden room behind the walls. I wear a red and white striped collared polo. I have very stiff and strait jeans. My brown wrinkly skin resembles that of Yoda. I am not allowed socks for I may escape into society. My crooked eyes, Like a high definition video camera. I clamber around the house like a bouncy little dwarf. I only eat from the floor.