So for Christmas my wife got a pair of the brand of socks I normally wear as my daily drivers.  Hilarity ensued.

“This is what you wear everyday?  They are so fitted and smooth!  They’re cradling and supporting my feet!  What the hell have I been wearing?  Why were you letting me wear such crap socks?  I can’t wear these anymore I’m going to turn into a sock snob.  They fit soooo well in my boots!”

I die laughing when she gets like this because she always makes fun of how particular I am and then eventually buys into my snobbery.

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