The Joy of Socks

A Winter Remedy.

Ever wonder what socks would say to each other if they could talk? Ever wonder what socks would say to US if they could talk? "Hey Mister, get those smelly things out of me!" "Oh no, here comes those feet again, don't you know they just rub me up the wrong way?" Or something along the lines of "mmm, feel me up, Scotty." Well, now I couldn't honestly say I know what socks would say if they could speak, but what I do know is that during Winter, Socks are a wonderful invention.

Even for me, a barefoot lover, socks have their uses. Especially Toe Socks. They keep my feet warm and they keep my toes warm. They look ridiculous which automatically fills my insides with a giggle. Wriggle those toes and out comes the giggle. The Man owns a great pair of Toe Socks. They are red, with white toes and have come across the seas from Switzerland. Well travelled Socks they are. And now they have found a home on my feet. I guess they could be likened to a snail, they have their homes on their backs, these Socks have their homes on my feet.

Pity that their time is limited. One season a year. They certainly wouldn't make the grade on the catwalk. Constantly needing to be updated, especially if they become holey, worn on the outside and somewhat thinning in patches.

But Toe Socks are a special kind of Sock, they wear your toes with pride!

So, I think Fat Pants and Toe Socks should get together. Hang out a bit, spend the day getting to know each other. The weather is perfect for a rendezvous, a 'tete-ta-tete' and maybe then they will even spend the night together. That's if the toes don't suddenly get hot feet and feel the need to go for a dalliance in the nude, with only each other for company. But if that happens, Fat Pants wont feel abandoned, left in a pile amidst all the other rejected socks, Fat Pants are the superheroes and superheroes can handle anything!