My name is… Well, it doesn’t matter what my name is. I represent the entire Shamy fandom, a group of fangirls and fanboys who stand together, who adore and cherish a couple that has come to be known as Shamy. Who is Shamy, you ask? Shamy is the juvenile amalgamation of the names of Sheldon Lee Cooper and Amy Farrah Fowler, who, because of you, are close to being married and are deeply, deeply, in love. And this, Dirty Sock, is all because of you. Without your help, proper placing, and ability to blackmail, this beautiful, beautiful, couple would not be together today. I remember when we asked and asked, ‘when will Sheldon get a girlfriend?’ But now, we know. And that’s all thanks to you, Soiled Hosiery. We, as a Shamy Fandom, are grateful for all of your hard work in making our dreams come true.
I am writing this letter to thank you sincerely for being on the roof that night. You could have been anywhere else - a laundromat, on someone’s feet, getting googly eyes glued on for a puppet show - but no. You, my dear friend, were on that roof. And, not only that, you were also dirty on that night too! I cannot begin to fathom how much planning that must have taken on your part. Even if it wasn’t planned, hats off to you, for being on that roof, in the cold and the dark! You are the reason that he agreed to meet her, and, well, fate took its course from there.
Dirty Sock, you are the forgotten Holy Spirit, the Hestia, the Rosalind Franklin, the forgotten soul of our ship. I can’t say this enough. Without you, this wouldn’t have been possible. Thank you so much for all of your help over the years and your dedication to Shamy. Also, thank you for being found by Raj and Howard.
CarG131 (Shamy shipper USA)
(Alongside the Shamy Fandom)
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