Elite Socks

I went out shopping for some Elite Socks the other day, and some rather strange things happened to me. I never thought a venture outside my apartment for some Elite Socks could turn into such a harrowing experience. I am glad to say that I did get the Elite Socks I was looking for, but not before I experienced some things that I wouldn’t wish on my worst friend.

Perhaps that sounds a little weird, but when you consider how many people have bought their Elite Socks without any problems whatsoever, and then here I come with a simple request for some purple Elite socks, and I’m thrown around like yesterday’s peanut butter sandwich, you never know what’s going to happen.

Elite Socks

Of course, I didn’t always favor purple Elite Socks. My attraction to purple Elite Socks is something of a recent occurrence, which is why I decided to buy some that day. My current pair of green Elite socks have some holes in them, not because the socks are deficient in any way, they are fantastic socks that will last a long time. It’s because I never cut my toenails, and they tend to rip holes in the front.

But I digress.

I had decided a couple years ago to switch from green Elite Socks to Purple elite socks because my coach told me they were changing our uniforms. I thought that was OK, because I’ve always kind of fancied the color purple anyhow.

Elite Socks

So yesterday, when I went shopping for some more purple Elite Socks, I had some strange people following me. It was like in those horror movies and they show somebody doing something normal, like brushing their teeth or washing their car, but then they start playing that creepy music. Then you know something bad is going to happen.

So when I started hearing the creepy people following me, I noticed they were all wearing Elite basketball socks. I never knew you could find so many people wearing Elite basketball socks in one place. I figured at first it was a statistical anomaly, but when the music started up, I figured that it wasn’t going to end well.

I should point out at this point that I frequently hear things in my head, such as music, voices and sometimes farm equipment.

Back on topic. So while these Elite basketball sock wearing people started chasing me, I thought maybe I had made a mistake and they were wearing some kind of high tech running socks. I heard that some company made some running socks that will allow you to run and run and never get tired. Obviously, I wasn’t wearing a pair of those running socks, because I was getting tired.

Anyway, we all ended up at the store that sold Elite Socks and had some pizza.