A: Not exactly. They're more like, stuck in a temporal rift of existential dread, but that's close enough.
A: Only if you're willing to risk the fabric of space-time. But let's be real, you're probably just going to see a bunch of static and some faint, ghostly outlines of argyles.
A: They're the kind that are made of 90% pure awesomeness and 10% regret. Also, they're striped. Don't remember why.
A: Only if you're willing to sacrifice your sanity, your sense of humor, and a few of your favorite socks. Just kidding, you can totally join! We have an open call for volunteers.
A: Safe? Ha! You're in space, with socks. The Socks in Space are like, totally off-limits.