Twenty nine pairs of socks. What did you expect when you told everyone that you wanted new socks for Christmas?
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7 comments:
Hahahahaha. That happened to my dad a few Christmases ago. Now he absolutely refuses to tell anyone what he wants for Christmas.
I read this to Matthew and we both laughed. Awesome.
Awesome!
My mom always used to wrap up a case of beer in new socks for my brother (each bottle in its own sock).
(This year, she was in Mexico...without us!)
HILARIOUS!!!!
Well in about five years he will have 20 outfits
That's AMAZING :D
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