I don’t know why, maybe its the comfort factor, or warmth, or even the styles. Whatever it is, I like! Socks are my thing. When dressing, I choose socks first. I’m not biased about them either, don’t care if they are striped or spotted, don’t care if there black or pink, don’t care if there ankle or calf socks, I enjoy them all. To those who read this, don’t deny the awesomeness of the foot holders and the cushioned serenity. They bring to you as you walk into your kitchen, bathroom, anywhere. I don’t think the world was a good place before socks. Probably was a lot of angry people because for so long they’ve had to walk on cold land, or little pebbles. But don’t get them wet while wearing them, that will short circuit the forever awesomeness that is in every dry sock.
Yeah, I’m pretty random at times. Lol.
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Mercì
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