Socks are tricky fellers. It's always only one from a pair that disappears to the Island of Lost Socks. I don't know why it happens, but it always seems to, doesn't it? Even as I'm traveling, and I only have five pairs to look after, one of them has managed to escape already. I find this ridiculous. But…since the other from the pair is now lonely, and not getting to enjoy a relaxing beach vacation from stinky feet, you may start to see pictures of this mate seeing the sites along with me.
If you think I've gone completely bonkers already, you may cast all blame toward my new friend, Isaac. :)
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