Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Six Socks, no Matches

I have no idea how this took place but I just got done folding the laundry and I have six socks with no mates. Count them... six.

I have told my parents numerous times that I should not be allowed to live on my own. This is just one fine example of why that is the case.

2 comments:

Dateless in Detroit said...

Its the sock and underware gnomes that come and snach em up. :)

Gunbuster said...

I would blame the LHC but it’s down for repairs.