I don't sell socks, but this cartoon reminds me of when I was a young adult and me and my sister would always try to figure out what our Aunts had got us for Christmas. Even though they were both very well off, the BeeHive sisters, as we rather irreverently called them, would inevitably get us socks. And not even girls socks. They were men's socks, the white ones with the different color bands around the tops, presumably to match up each pair. It became kind of a running joke. I mean, not that I'm complaining or anything, but it seemed quite devoid of imagination, as we both got the same thing from them for many years. Maybe they thought our boyfriends of the time needed socks?
And on my daughter's first birthday I got her socks, along with a whole bunch of other stuff I thought would be far more interesting. But she must have spent a hour or so putting hose socks on and then taking them off, and doing it all over again. Socks on, or socks off?
And, maybe I'm a little dense, but what are those little creatures stacked on top of one another in the cartoon, cause I can't tell for sure.
I’m not myself today, maybe I’m you