i’m a big fan of socks.. last year i was hanging out with brian, and he’s wearing these comfy-looking socks, all like padded on the bottom and i’m like ‘dude, those look so comfortable’. (i’m a straight ahead thinking kinda guy sometimes). and he says ‘they are.. go get some at costco, they’re the most comfortable socks ever’. i need to take a minute and explain why i’m such a big sock fan. i hate dirty socks, but when i was younger, i was really lazy, and my mom wouldn’t do my laundry until i moved all my dirty clothes into a pile next to the washer, preventing access to the rest of the house. then a day or 2 later i’d find some clean clothes in a basket in my room. coolio, right? but sometimes i’d under-estimate my sock requirements, and not get the laundry moved to that pile, or there might be a delay in the shipping process back to my room, and my clean sock float might run out, or more likely i’d just be lazy and not move em.. whatever.. then i’d have to wear dirty socks some day, or if it was really bad, then a couple days in a row. that is most emphatically *not* cool. i really hate the feeling of getting all dressed and stuff, and then having to pull on some stanky, crusty dirty socks. it’s like they drag me down. anyways, after a while, i went to college a couple times, and lived with my budd-ay hob. he’s a cool guy, but again, since i’m on my own, and lazy, i sometimes didn’t get to doing my laundry. so i explained to hob about why i have bad days (dirty socks) and that kinda became like an explanation. “crappy day?” “dirty socks.” “ahhh.” so flash forward, i go and get a bag o socks from costco and try them, and it’s like i’m in a calgon commercial or something.. they’re soooo comfy, i don’t want to ever wear anything else. so i get another bag o socks, and my wife starts filching them to wear, etc. and plus i’m pretty hard on socks cause i play hockey 1-2 times a week, and that puts holes in em. so it’s a year later, and 2 pairs (of 12) are shot, and i need to get some more. and yesterday there weren’t any comfy socks in my sock basket, so i had to wear this old pair, and the elastic was all shot, they kept falling down and bunching around the toes, and everytime i had to walk around i was like ‘man, these socks suck’. it’s not my wife’s fault (unless she stole the last pair ;), it’s just that all socks are not created equal, and if there’s any lesser-socks that can’t handle the sweat, well, then just get out of my shoe.

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