Pickles, April 22, 2011 |
For one thing, they love to play hide-and-seek with me. There must be a secret compartment in washers and/or dryers that snatch away socks when they're being cleaned. I can't tell you how many orphan socks I've had in my life.
And y'know, one can't always take two orphans and put them together - not even when they're the same kind. I've tried that; unfortunately however, I always end up with a mismatched identical pair - one is longer than the other.
'Course, I've never put one on inside-out like Earl. Oh no, not me. Uh-uh. Nope.
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