but why are they hopping?

- tis they have but only ......


one sock !

ok i need to drink more-

Could it be they are hopping because they are.....hopping mad? Which makes me think of other "hops":

(1) hop to it
(2) Hop on Pop (great Dr. Seuss book)
(3) At the hop
(4) Sock hop
(5) hopping up and down
(6) Hop Sing (the cook from Bonanza)

my theory is that the socks disintegrate in the dryer, and stick to the insides of t-shirts. once they are on the t-shirts they magically reappear in belly button lint! (which I'm sure could be a whole other thread on its own!)

this is a complex theory that solves 2 mysteries that have plagued mankind for centuries!!
(or at least as long as man has worn socks!)


-cpt.

The sock theory mystified me for decades before I found the solution which is pretty easy.
It is rooted in murphys law.

It goes like this; if you throw something out, you will soon find a job that you needed what you had thrown out to do.

If you collect all the odd socks, keep them for months then throw them out in despair, the very next day the other odd socks will appear before your very eyes.

ste

they must be stopped.

Back at the beginning I asked "what's next". I should have put a sock in it.

L.

The other theory, is that 50% of them hate the smell of my feet

ste

Ste,

In your pic on the Images Forum I can already see part of your answer.....a DOG!!!!!

In our house Bruno's rule is that any sock lying unprotected, especially if unpaired, belongs to HIM.

Much love,
Larry

Larry,

I do believe on a cold night they have the ability to roll themselves into a ball.

Definitely an advanced move, this involves one sock being rolled into a ball and totally concealed within the toe of its partner.

Human observers rarely even notice this kind of coupling, and only ever become aware of it when attempting to put the sock on.

On hearing the cry "hey, there's another sock in here!", it is said that socks can occasionally be heard to giggle.

Odd as it may seem, a few socks get their woolly kicks such activities as being chewed by pets, trampled into the bedroom floor, or used as makeshift coffee filters in dodgy cafes.

So think twice before wresting your sock away from Fido's slavering maw. You never know, it might be having fun...

A more cosy-looking hybrid form is the so-called slipper sock, a favourite around Christmas time with dull aunties with chill-related paranoid tendencies.

Contrary to expectations, however, these are not actually the natural children of the union between slippers and socks.

Rather, they were a by-product of the early days of genetic engineering, when a group of scientists, pissed beyond reason at a Christmas party, thought it would be a wheeze to cross a normal house-sock with a Pirelli tyre.

Other results of that evening's surreal work included the Fiat Panda, a cross between a car and a shoebox, and the Celine Dion, a cross between a singer and a pile of shite.

Oooops!!!!

Ste-

A thoughtful, wise, and thought-provoking post. I can only add my observation that ALL socks are potentially slippers because they do, indeed, slip out of existence when one's attention is diverted. (Now why is it they never do it when you're watching?)

John