Every laundry day, a mystery happens here. There's always 2 or 3 lonely, unmatched socks. Never one, never four or more -- the only variation is 2 or 3.
Each laundry day sees a different group of lonely socks. Somehow, during the alchemy of the wash cycle, last weeks lonely socks find their mates. Usually. Although there is one poor sock who has been missing his mate for months now. But even when an errant sock reappears, another sock disappears.
Sometimes I can be a little absent minded, but if I'm wearing a sock on one foot I can assure you I have a matching sock on the other. So, ergo, twin socks always go into the wash together. But they don't come out together.
(key Twilight Zone music here)
Where do they go?
What adventures do they have when they're solo?
Are they lying, cheating, scumbag socks -- luring happily-paired innocent socks into cheap motel rooms?
Are those foot fetishists luring them away with promises?
What promises could the FF's possibly make?