The lone wolf prowls the increasigly quiet blogger-sphere at night, hunting the elusive sock poster. Little did he know that he was what he sought, alive only as a pair of socks, seeking prey upon a nerdy dude’s ankle in vain.
It was a dark, cold night, and a lonely, howling moon.
And the nerdly dude really hoped to find a sweatshirt to match those awesome socks.
Puddintopia 