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Discussion in 'Et Cetera, Et Cetera' started by luka82, May 7, 2011.
Where do they disappear?
The washing machine done eatted them.
Nope, not this time!!! The little fucker ain`t there!
I don`t know, you tell me! :wink:
My neighbor steals them.
They turn into hangers in your closet!
Yes. He took them.
WEll, i see you have guns! :biggrin1:
Sweet Jesus! And what do hangers turn into? :smile:
Greasy, nasty, yeasty ball sweat..UGGHHHH..he can keep 'em!
Sock Gnomes come out when you sleep and steel them
The tooth fairy steals them.
Actually, they're eaten by the God of Laundrette.
they they commit suicide by spontaneous combustion.
where do you think all the lint comes from?
socks have a hard life. i'm sure most would rather be gloves or a hat... any article of clothing not jammed full of toe and stuffed into a dark, sweaty sock
is similar to the reason underpants often develop holes and popped elastic.... close quarters with dicks/cunts and assholes all day would cause anyone to have break down.
there just hasn't been enough funding to really study PTAD in undergarments. :frown:
They run away to join the local handpuppet-show.
(A hand work them better than a foot.. )
The dog steals them, and by time you find them, they've been stretched or have holes chewed in them!
I seriously hope that those gnomes, fairies and gods don`t live in her culo! :biggrin1:
My socks have been known to spontaneously COMBUST! :redface: I can ntell you, my feet don`t smell like roses after that!
Yes, my socks sometimes run for their lives.....that`s true! :biggrin1:
And dogd run away from my socks!!! :wink:
Mine are being made into a nice scarf
The Red Hot Chili Peppers steal them - I'd love to steal them back.....