this is a tes

A sock game is like a secret society.  People that live within the society are like calves hiding under the polyester pant leg of mankind.  We are not bashful or shy, it's just that our sock game is our sock game.  No big deal to be made, we go hard all day and there is not a need to always showboat that.  For me personally I don't purposefully flaunt my sock game, but I am open for it to be talked about.  I don't always go out seeking others that share my great taste in socks, but when i see it I smirk and let them know.  Yesterday I wore a pair of my food socks: grey with neon pineapples.  Sock Game Too Strong #SGTS

When I woke up this morning, I swung my feet over the side of the bed, curled my naked toes to stretch out and began to think about what I had to do that day.  After a brief run to the kitchen for a snack, it was now time to get dressed for what the day had to offer.  I reached into the closet and pulled down whatever shirt was on the top of the pile, grabbed the next pair of pants from the drawer and slipped into my outfit.  I was almost ready to begin the day.  The final step of creating my not-to-picky wardrobe was to warm up my uncovered toes.  So I stretch way out to the top of my closet and fount the holy grail: my "golden" shoe box of socks.  On tap today was a throwback pair of retro tube socks rocking my high school mascot the tigers. As people often say to me back home: "Caleb, your sock game is too strong".