Damn you. What the crap is this? Oh, I’m just putting my orphan socks to rest. Orphan socks? Yeah, you know, the socks that linger at the bottom of the drawer hoping to be reunited with their partner, but it never happens. Yeah. Well, I mean, that just comes along with owning socks. I’m just giving these abandoned socks one last hoo rah, one last warm, comfy snuggle on my foot before the end. You were a good sock, but now I gotta send you to sock hell! What! Damn you! Why’s it gonna go to sock hell? All orphan socks go to sock hell. Why can’t it go to sock heaven? Because that’s where its lost partner went. Well, they can’t both go to sock heaven? No, only the sock that gets lost first goes to sock heaven. Orphan socks, go to sock hell. I don’t like how the sock afterlife works. You don’t have to like it. You just have to accept it. Well, I don’t accept it. Well then I’m sending you straight to sock hell! No!