We stopped at a mall and Lloyd complained that he wanted some new socks. I don’t know what his problem is – after the bat bug incident I threw out all but three pairs of white socks, and honestly, how many pairs of socks does one person need?? Doesn’t he know that you really don’t need many clothes at all?
But, no, he wouldn’t listen to reason. I had bought him a three-pack at Wal-Greens when Beth bought Goggles for her children, but those weren’t fancy enough for him. He bought fancy socks at the mall, and then another one because it was fifty percent off. So now he has fifteen pairs of socks! That is outrageous!!
Lloyd says that if he was a rich man, he would wear a new pair of socks every day and then give the old socks away. (I hope he would clean them first.)
Kitt says
I once bought some underwear for a boyfriend, hoping to replace some of his more tattered briefs. His response? “Oh good, now I can go even longer between trips to the laundromat!”
Christina says
I hope your feet are enjoying their premium comfort! There is nothing worse than sore feet!
Brad says
I’m happy for you, Lloyd. New socks? Nice. Premium socks? Awesome!
Though it looks like you could at least have played golf in those Walgreens socks. Maybe you can put that on your list of things to do: “Play golf in Walgreens socks.”
Kristi says
How many cotton plants were harvested just so you could have those PREMIUM socks?
Lloyd says
No cotton plants were harmed in the making of my socks.
Peggy says
So how long have you been a white sox fan?
Lloyd says
That’s the American League. That’s not real baseball.
Mom says
Ha, glad you have new socks. Makes one feel great!