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Once upon a time I lost all of my socks. No matter how good I hid them, they would disappear in the middle of the night. In my opinion, the worst part is that even the socks off my very feet disappear. I've gone through all of the possible explanations and the only one that makes sense is that little elves are stealing my socks.
I decided that I would stay up ALL night and watch my sock drawer, but stay lying down so the elves don't know I'm awake. It seemed to be forever before I heard the window in my bathroom creek open. I waited patiently for the creature to enter my bedroom. Not even two seconds later I saw a little creature scurry across my floor and under my bed. Slowly, I looked under my bed, and alas, it was only a mouse that had scurried in.
Now, I again lay waiting for the elves to enter my home. I just lay, doing nothing and began to drift off into a deep sleep. The next few minutes were kind of weird. I heard someone laughing. The laugh just happened to be coming from my sock drawer. It was now or never! I ran to my sock drawer and picked the little caped creature off of my socks and, as I thought, it was an elf! I looked that little freak in the face and told him, "IF YOU STEAL MY SOCKS ONE MORE TIME I'M GONNA LIGHT YOUR CAPE ON FIRE!" Now, it's been ten years and my socks are sitting safely in my drawer, never to be touched by that two inch tall, little caped man.
Article posted March 22, 2012 at 02:06 PM •
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