One day sorting clothes, there was a mix match of socks.
And sadly one died. It went to the sock grave. It died from lack of string.
I made the sock orphanage for the poor little socks with no mates and they lived happily ever.
One day sorting clothes, there was a mix match of socks.
And sadly one died. It went to the sock grave. It died from lack of string.
I made the sock orphanage for the poor little socks with no mates and they lived happily ever.
I like your story! and I like the name of you blog too. I think I might start a sock orphanage.
~Mindy
I like your website, its cool. The unloved sock story was funny and I hope you keep getting more good ideas for your website. Kipany
you are so awesome ,you are the bestest friend ever