In a world where logic was a distant second to emotion, we found solace in the most unlikely of places: the sock drawer. It was here that we discovered the secret to justifying any decision, no matter how preposterous.
Take 6.2, for example. This is the point at which our protagonist's justification for buying 17 pairs of neon green socks with yellow polka dots became too much for their partner to bear. "I was merely researching a thesis on the societal implications of footwear as a form of self-expression," they claimed, as they fled the scene with a box of 17 pairs.
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