fiction by silly. Dork the doormat

For today's fiction by silly post I am writing about a doormat. Go silly go.

Dork the doormat was from a store in downtown Doormatville. He has been lying at the front door of the Neptunes for ten years without a scratch, tear, or hole to show for it because he is made of one inch thick rubber.

The Neptunes purchased Dork because their old doormat was showing signs of sever wear and tear, he had a huge hole and tear that could no longer could be ignored. Their old doormat also had a horrible attitude. He was rude and well just downright mean to everyone who entered the house. He would yell and scream and tell everyone he disliked them. So he had to got to the recycle bin. The Neptunes needles to say were happy to see him go.

Dork was just the opposite of the old doormat he made conversation and friends with everyone including the next door neighbors dog Henry. And let me tell you henry was hard to get along with he growled and barked at everyone but, he was always glad to see dork. The End. Well that is the end of today fiction by silly post.