I am a scientist and have an inquisitive mind.
I decided to investigate a problem voiced
by my wife.
Often, when she washes clothes, one
of the sock she put in the laundry turns up
missing. She puts in ten socks and only
comes out with nine.
I tried an experiment. I carefully counted
ten socks and put them into the washer.
When the wash was finished, I found only
I searched carefully, but the tenth sock
was gone. I hypothesized it was taken
by a gremlin with a fetish for socks. I
searched everywhere for his trove.
Try as I might, I couldn’t find his cashe.
There is only one conclusion I can draw.
That cunning little imp eats those socks