Well today, Mr. Dryer, I have learned the true culprit. It was Mr. Oven. It was a measly twenty minutes ago, that just by chance, I dropped a screw and watched it roll under the oven. As I lay on the linoleum looking under the oven I noticed the strangest thing. Socks. Lots of them.
Unable to reach them, I used my knowledge from watching MacGyver so many years ago and constructed a sock retrieving tool out of a clothes hanger and spatula. Not only was I able to retrieve one sock, but 17 socks.
I could not believe my eyes. 17 of Christopher's socks were under Mr. Oven. I continued to lay on my stomach I looked opposite of Mr. Oven to Mr. Refrigerator. Sure enough, there were 4 more socks.
Now, in all my years of experience with sock investigation I don't believe I can solely put the blame on Mr. Oven and Mr. Refrigerator. I do believe our cat Rosa may have been an accomplice. Once I have hard evidence, rest assure, all parties will be prosecuted.
Again, we of the Daniels' household sincerely apologize for ever believing you were the sock thief.
That is hilarious. Well said.
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