Fun With My Scanner

Whenever I wash my socks— and whatever means I employ to keep them together—I always manage to lose one. Have you seen the missing partner of this one? Reward to the one who comes forward with it.

Why do I believe Meljean Brook has something to do with this? I bet she has a big pile of left-footed socks somewhere, stashed on the floor of her closet next to her Batman Beyond and Justice League DVDs. Damn you, Meljean. Give me back my sock.

6 Responses to “Fun With My Scanner”

  1. lisabea
    1

    Yay Meljean! Maybe she’ll making a cool cloak of righteousness for Michael outta those socks, Bam. There could be a method behind the madness.

  2. Lorelie
    2

    Personally I think it’s little trolls. They use the socks as sacks as they run around your house stealing chap sticks, nail clippers and tweezers.

  3. shuzluva
    3

    Bam, your socks are so damn cute someone prolly stole one. Um…and it wasn’t me. But I do have a penchant for cute socks. If you have a Hello Kitty sock disappear on you you’ll know what happened.

  4. katiebabs
    4

    Its those dryer sheets that stick to your socks. They come alive and kidnap your socks and take them away to their secret cave behind the dryer in the wall.
    Socks can be white, black, tan… it doesn’t matter, EOS-equal opportunity sock stealers!

  5. Bettie
    5

    ¡Eso sí que es!

    Cute sock, but don’t look at me all suspicious. Those itty things wouldn’t fit on my feet–no way. Bam, maybe your house is infested with the Sock-seeking version of South Park’s Underwear Gnomes.

    First socks, then ________, then $$$

  6. veinglory
    6

    Lost socks evolve mysteriously into coathangers… of which there are always too many.



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