There's No Such Thing as a Sock Monster?
What shall become of them?
The wee dears, they only went in for a cleaning and emerged from the dryer alone, abandoned and utterly bereft!
Alas, the Sock Monster is alive and well.
Sock Monster, I defy thee! I shall hunt thee down and shred from thy breast that ravenous lust for making orphans of unsuspecting socks. Where is thy hiding place? Whence shall I find thee? Fie and forsooth, I shall yet slay thee!