Today I purchased socks. Socks are great. I like the kind that are "ankle cut" but not "no show." Those ones slide into the shoe and are just annoying.
Considering the options, I came dangerously close to buying the Fruit of the Loom variety. They were the exact cut and color I could ever desire from a sock.
However, I stopped short when my outstretched fingers were as near as could be to closing around the cheap package.
"Is this ok?"
I asked myself,
"I feel like I'm cheating on my family name."
Then I put the socks back and went for the far superior brand that really didn't have any of the qualities I was looking for in a sock. Thou shalt never call this Simpleton unfaithful.
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