Author Topic: The "Sock game"  (Read 716 times)

Put out theory on where missing socks go.
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My theorie is that dressers are alive and eat socks as food.

The existence of socks is largely endangered due to the fact that socks, out in nature, seek out wet ground to rest on. During rain, it is extremely common for the socks to become roadkill victims. An organization operating under the name of Save The Socks Day has been trying to gather public awareness about this, and hopes to get major cities to build small tunnels down in the ground below roads for the socks to pass, and to set up barriers.

I think one of the sock, despite knowing that he has his one and only soul mate, decided to adventure a bit, so, he left to meet up with other single socks which most likely did the same. As soon as the second sock finds the news, it kills itself due to being unable to support so much pain.
Alternatively, if you still have one sock for a really long time, that one sock just lies in wait hoping that the other sock would come back to him one day and engage in a deep relationship with it again.

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All of our Socks Ctrl+K because they think Sock overpopulation is a problem.


When we violate our socks every night, they want to leave. Their only window to escape is in the laundry basket. They jump out when its in transit, and start a journey to paradise and redemption from their sticky situation.


up my bleeding starfish
did someone hurt you when you were young

Stolen by a she male as a masturbator

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9c04HpVOe5M

Every time you stick a pair of socks into the washer lint is traveling through it at the speed of lint, and sometimes there is enough lint in the fast moving lint clouds that your socks get caught in these clouds and are transported billions of light years away. You will never see evidence of a full lint cloud though since the entire cloud is moving at the speed of lint. Trace amounts of lint is left behind though and gets caught in your lint trap.