No way!
okay, so my ceaseless favor and boundless affection will go to the person who can tell me what is in this sock... i'll even give you a hint: it's neither a toaster, nor prince albert in a can... i found it while sifting through old climbing gear for usable webbing and carabiners, and i haven't seen it, or what is inside it, in more than 4 years...
posted by Lord Milton Pepperbottom III at 6:08 PM
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man, feelings are hurt... why would you say something like that to someone you don't even know...
just kidding jaymarie, i totally agree. it was my lucky pair of soccer socks in highschool... and yes, i have managed to lose its mate, good for me (and my en vogue style), but sad for it. it has nothing to do but stare at the box it's in and hold the mystery object (or objects).
Dear Jev,
I will take a guess at what is inside your sock. I think that it is an old shirt that you wore when you were climbing last. Furthermore, to claim my title as grand master guesser I also think that the shirt has crusted over with your nasty sweat that has been sitting there evolving for four years, and it may actually bite you when you stick your hand in the sock to get it out.
Anonymously,
Will
your lost marbles? :-)
A chocolate bar from Christmas? A pedometer? A nail clipper/file set? A TV remote? A TI calculator? Jan Forever
A plastic bag half-filled with pemmican, dried fruit & nuts left over from a climbing expedition in the early 2000's. Sugarman Foghorn
ha! you are all wrong! of course, you all get 'A's' for randomness and quip!!!
I'm thinking that it is a rock or a box of match sticks or maybe a 12g shell.
naw, its definitely full of quarters - everybody needs a beat-down sock at their disposal... don't you remember Homey the Clown?
Homey don't play dat!! Or it could be the ashes of your deceased pet guinea pig, that you promised would be spread at the top of pike's peak... and then promptly forgot about.
-m00n-
ok, so apparently no matter how many spaces you put after an html tag in these stinkin' comments, they get ignored. I'll have to just make sure to always finish my comments with a sole formatted flourish.
-m0000n-
wrong, wrong, wrong!!! but moon was close...
I know!!!!!!! it's a small bottle of booze!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YES I win!!!!
Mark
incorrect sucker!!!
Jev you sexy firefighter, it is obvious that the bag contains the unfortunate victims of a certain camping expedition to Colorado in which someone climbed a tree with a rock. This would be the same trip in which long sticks were made.
ha ha! yeah dude! that bird never saw it comin'! soooo awesome! i'm like a ninja really.
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