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Originally Posted by homoe
It's a conspiracy actually to see how long it takes for a female to run for a pair of tweezers to get rid of them!
Why is it that whatever we seem to be looking for is ALWAYS found in the last place we look?
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Because 'said item" has had enough fun at our expense and decides to show up!
How on earth does a single sock manage to escape from the washing machine/ dryer to arriving on a sidewalk of a busy city street? And while I'm on the subject why is it ALWAYS just a single sock, why doesn't it ever take its mate?