I am sure everyone abides by this common law of nature. Once bleach can no longer whiten the fabric, or there are too many holes to sew socks inevitably bite the dust. However, for Crash, perfectly white intact socks have already expired. If I only knew their exact life expectancy life could get a whole lot easier. Instead, this morning we had a bedroom floor littered with socks, none of which were acceptable to wear. Too itchy, to scratchy, too loose...you name it, it could be found in the sock grave yard on the floor.
Stay tuned for the squeal..."New socks SUCK"