and it is unmatched.
There are fifty-one unmatched socks in this picture. 
I don't know where the mates are. They are missing.
I don't know where the mates are. They are missing. This is after the mass sort we did.
Wherein more than thirty pairs of socks were matched and claimed.
I hate socks. I really do.
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That's why I stopped buying only white socks and threw away all of the specialty socks. (Don't tell my mother-in-law)
There is a place call Miss Matched they sell socks in three's...they don't match! So start rolling those babies together and claim Miss Matched sent them that way!!!
Bare feet. Enough said. Dang winter!
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