AH, the sock. The best method ever found of stopping your parents from finding out what you do in your room at 11PM.
Are you SURE that wasn't Dolly's site you were on?
Martin, thanks, you have just cleared up a mystery: the mystery of the single socks I see from time to time on roadside verges.
Apologies for off topic, but this ( http://blogging.nitecruzr.net/2008/02/blogs-are-being-removed-for-just-cause.html ) might explain the sudden disappearance of some blogs.
Oh the dangers of random word verification's.
How very appropriate. And so fucking funny.
Dennis, I find it hards to believeyou have never needed the services of the love sock. I thought this was an essential item of equipment to be employed during the teenage years. Im sure many a mother,to her horror has discovered the "sock of joy" stuck to the bed clothes ... or am I on my own there?
Et Voilà! One discovers the true etymology of the words: crusty sockpuppet.wv: bibbysHmmm, one for the one-eyed scotch idiot methinks
I thought it was a wank sock.
Anon., I am too pure for this world. Until I was 37 I thought it was just for wee-wees.
Eh? Socks? My gran used to knit us ours. Other than that, I wouldn't have the slightest idea as to what you men are talking about!Methinks you are dreaming too much about Jackie Oh Whatshername...
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