September 02, 2004
Curious George: Where Are My Socks?
I used to have, it seems only a short while ago, many pairs of socks. I look in my sock drawer now and find one old navy sock and a white gym sock that doesn't even belong to me. And my lucky pair of green socks are missing. Where are they? Only Monkeyfilter can help.
Is there some kind of alternate universe into which socks are propelled? Does someone steal them? When does this happen? How do I stop it? Obviously I am too dumb & lacking motivation to look for them myself, or resist the urge to post such an assinine question to a site that is supposed to be devoted to 'the best of the web' and not something totally devoted to me; but I am a moron. I hope you grok the between-the-lines thing I am getting-at, fellow monkeys. Lucky. Green. Socks.
sockspants? 3) And over and hour later, there was "Where Are My Socks?" posted at 8"06pm UTC. tracicle, would you mind checking this? It seems wrong...or I'm wrong, I often am.- Gerard Manley Hopkings, "Felix Randal
Old times. Hooftracks. Where men went, horses too, in peace and war; the timber logger's team snaking out the trunks of the felled trees, the covered wagons lurching west, mounted troopers chasing through the bush, horses and mules hauling artillary pieces high up the trails and passes of the Hindu Kush, the ploughman's team, the cabbie and what hauled his cab. The horses shared men's lives, and death did not spare them simply because they were horses riden or driven into holding at the wrong time a wrong position.underwsockssorrysmelly fate and ignoble end instead I leave him barefoot in the lurch and in any case I do not like him very muchSocks Choose Their Own Mates
Oh, my voice is sad and low And with barefoot step I go For with laundry load o'er laden, All my colored socks are fading. Will you pair up, little woollies? Will you fill my sock drawer fully? Little sockies answer "No! Thank you for your kindly proffer Though you added Downy soft’ner Yet I must decline your offer-- I'm engaged to So-and-so!" What rebellious socks to taunt me! Leave me in a mismate quand’ry Every stocking in my launry Is engaged to So-and-so!