A QuiltArt member, Barb Groves writes what can only be deemed a brilliant hypothesis on the whole “where do the socks go” question:
There is something built into washers and/or dryers by the sock manufacturers, maybe. While the laundry spins and the socks are having such a good time, their brains boggled and whirling, giggling like tickled children, fondling stranger socks as they pass, they stumble over the edge in the washer into SockDivorce. Didn’t you notice they’d been quarreling for several laundries, wrangling in a tangle? We should pay more attention to what our socks are up to.
Thanks Barb for giving permission to spread this wonderful imagery and explanation!