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Blogs > Hardupfosho > Apropos of Something

Sock it to me, baby!  

Hardupfosho 48M
151 posts
9/30/2015 9:55 pm
Sock it to me, baby!

So, I'm sitting there tonight watching television, and well, it was regular, network television so I wasn't really watching. Instead, I was staring at my feet. My navel got boring a long time ago so now I stare at whatever is in front of me to kill time and contemplate life. Anyway, I was staring at my feet and I noticed that I had a hole in one of my socks. Right there on my left foot - the prodigious nail of my big toe poking through shamelessly for all the world to see. Of course the first thing that occurred to me was that classic joke about the sock that went to church that time. But then I started to think a little more deeply and I remembered that I noticed this hole last week and that if I wore this sock on my other foot then the hole was no where near as noticeable. I reminded myself that I should be more careful when getting dressed in the future. I dress myself now and it's going quite well, really.

Anyway, like I said, I was watching network television so my mind was quite free to wander. I started to think even more deeply. I thought perhaps I should throw away these socks. Both of them. Further detritus of a throw away society. I mean, I can't just throw away the one with the hole in. If I did that, then I would have an odd sock left over; that is unacceptable. The perfectly good sock would simply have to go too. Why keep it? Perhaps to use as a rag for polishing my shoes? I did that once. A few years ago. It didn't appeal to me.

So yeah, here I am staring at my feet and my one venerable and right reverend sock on my left foot when I suddenly thought: these socks as a pair are like a marriage. They belong together and if one of them has a hole in it, how can I throw both of them away. Just because one of them has a flaw, it is natural for them to stay together. There are always options. Perhaps I could wear the holy sock on the other foot. Or maybe I could try and make it so that my big toenail is not quite so prodigious. Anyway, the point is that I suddenly realized what a great metaphor my old, stinky socks were for marriage. No offense intended of course.

Now, I have never been married. And I certainly don't presume to be some wise person or anything. I don't think I am being pretentious though when I say that I think married couples tend to give up on their marriage far too easily these days. Of course, divorce is simply attained and commonplace nowadays but it just seems wrong to me. Why give up, simply because one sock has a hole in it? It's just not right! Darn it! Hah!

Hardupfosho 48M
1727 posts
10/1/2015 12:37 pm
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Hehe, I honestly never thought of that There are plenty of socks to try out together and find a nice fit


Hardupfosho 48M
1727 posts
10/1/2015 12:38 pm
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Thank you sometimes people don't get my jokes and it's always nice when someone does


Hardupfosho 48M
1727 posts
10/1/2015 12:43 pm
    Quoting SexySexySophie:
    Socks are like shoes for me. I have so many of them that it would be impossible to wear any of them out in an entire lifetime, if I spread out their use among most of its members. I can't remember the let time I had a sock with a hole in it. And I have no idea what I would do if I found myself in that situation. I suppose if I really liked the sock, I would just sew it up.

    I absolutely loved your thought process. It sounds like that's exactly how it was going through your head without any censorship.

    My parents have been married for 42 years. I think there's holes in both of them. And I think they would have been better off confronting their own holes instead of spending their lives blaming each other for all their holes...
Thank you I enjoyed how you followed up my thought process with your own like that


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