Thursday, 10 April 2008

What is up with SOCKS?!

Where do they go? What happens to them? How do they escape? Is there an underground railroad for socks that want a better life?!


For a good month or so there have been two widowed socks sitting on Alexandria's dresser, no matches to be found. When I was putting away Alex's laundry the other day BOTH matches suddenly appeared! Then to balance out the sock karma, FOUR more socks were missing their mates!! FOUR!! Four different socks! What the hell!?

I have no idea.....

1 comments:

MissBellatrix said...

It's the sock monster and he lives under the dryer ;)

My parents had a cat that, when she was younger (she's 14 now), would take our socks and hide them. She was the result of widowed socks as well as both pairs going missing!

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