Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there was a mighty kingdom ruled by the great and powerful Sock King. The Sock King ruled over a land of endless sock drawers, where the air was sweet with the scent of detergent and the sound of the washing machine hummed in the distance.
But little did anyone know, the Sock King had a secret passion: sausages. Oh, how he loved sausages! He would sneak away from his royal duties to visit the local butcher's shop and sample the most exotic of sausages from across the land.
One fateful day, the Sock King's love of sausages was discovered by his trusted advisor, the Sock Queen. She was not pleased, for she saw the sausages as a threat to the kingdom's fabric (get it? fabric?). She banished the Sock King to the dungeon, where he spent his days surrounded by his precious sausages, but with no socks to rule over.
But the Sock King's tale is not one of sadness, for it is a tale of hope. For in the dungeon, the Sock King's love of sausages only grew stronger, and he began to dream of a revolution. A revolution of sausages, that is.
And so, the Sock King's story becomes one of triumph, for from the ashes of his exile, a new kingdom was born: the Kingdom of Sausages, where all are welcome, regardless of their sock-to-sausage ratio.