I am not quite sure how it happened but over the years I had accumulated 4 drawers full of sox. People used to give me sox for birthdays and Christmases so that is part of the explanation but I guess I must have bought the rest of them myself for various now-forgotten reasons. I don't wear sox at all these days
Anyway, there were about 100 of them cluttering up my drawers so I resolved to get them down to one drawer, So I spread them out on a table and picked out about a dozen to keep. So what to do with the rest?
I tried to interest Joe in them but he walked right past them. But Aristides came to the rescue, as he often does. He is a regular sock wearer so picked out about half of them for HIS sock drawer. The remainder are on the coffee table downstairs for any passer-by to take
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