Conspiracy theory aside, if one member of a pair of socks has gone AWOL [absent without leg], look to inner space. The lint trap of the dryer or the area outside the main laundry tub. Of course, this means you have to take these machines apart. Before you begin, lay your hands upon the lids and intone your mantra. Don’t have a mantra? Hum to the nifty beat of this Sock Song.
Poor little island of money laundering. The Euro world is targeting Cyprus for having such loose bank regulations that Russian billionaires as well as the usual one-percent suspects have parked enough wealth there to sink the entire country. [Russian Billionaires? This would have been an oxymoron ten years ago.] The country, by the way, is divided already. The west portion speaks Greek. The east, Turkish.
Heaven or Hell or Purgatory
Imagine, getting all your socks back when you kick the bucket, using the foot with the remaining sock on it of course. Purgatory would be spending eternity waiting for the sock orphan to show up. Heaven would be infinite tubs of Sock Monkeys. Hell would be, oh let’s see, having to ‘darn’ them, oh damn, er, darn.
No chance of finding it now, with the sequester. Funds for National Aeronautics and Space Administration have been cut and we are all in danger of being attacked by asteroids. Asteroids? Yes. It’s a well-known fact that asteroids are actually comprised of all the socks that have ever existed and disappeared. How long is this? Snce they were first developed by the ancient Greeks in the 8th century BC.
There’s a App for That
Seems we’ve gone full circle. Oh, those Greeks! One more thing: check out the Bureau of Missing Socks. It’s amazing what you’ll find on the Internet these days!