E: "Yep. Couldn't find a matching pair in my drawer and the new pack was just sitting there."
Me: "You stick to your socks. I don't want mine getting all grubby."
E: "I'm not grubby. I just borrowed them."
Me: "Right. I'm about to start laundry. I'll throw them in the wash."
E: "Ok. Here ya go. I'm going to go brush my teeth."
Brand new socks. Worn one day. By a boy. To school.
This is why I can't have nice things.
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