And there's always one of the little shits left over at the end. Staring and leering up at you from the place that all its companions have been taken from
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Good, so it's not just me with the sock problem. I believe that they have their own planet they escape to. Much like stationery (and what a misnomer that is for stuff that never stays put). The socks probably resent the forced pairing by colour and escape off into a happy world where a green sock can be a pair with a red one, if they love each other.
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I believe that they have their own planet they escape to. Much like stationery (and what a misnomer that is for stuff that never stays put).
The socks probably resent the forced pairing by colour and escape off into a happy world where a green sock can be a pair with a red one, if they love each other.
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