Somewhere on a forgotten shelf in the distant land of Laundry Basketia, the Sock Gods hold council.
"Why is it," they ask, "that one sock invariably disappears into the Endless Abyss while its partner
awaits in eternal stasis?"
Rumor has it, the rogue Sock, once thought lost, might have been spotted on Socks’ Fifth Avenue,
mingling with the distinguished T-shirts and the elusive Underpants of Mystery.
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