My Dad's family is rather funny. See when they travel around they like to visit family, but they don't give much notice. We just got a call from my dad's uncle that he and my dad's aunt are coming to visit, tomorow at noon. It's about 8:00 in the evening and the call came about a half hour ago. But at least they called unlike my dad's other aunt and uncle who came to stay the night and the only warning we got was my grandmother sending an email to the whole family to prepare us.
The Final Destination of Lost Socks
Please collect any socks that have traveled through my space-time vortex out of your dryer. All socks not collected by Tuesday are incinerated, except fuzzy lime green ones with purple spots. Those get incinerated on Fridays. And if you are unable to locate your socks then you must ask yourself a question; Did the socks really exist or did I just believe they existed because I could see them?
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