I am a man.
When I take off my socks, I stand on the toe of one sock and pull my foot out until just the toes are in the sock.
I then flip the sock with my foot in the general direction of the clothes hamper.
If I am feeling particularly skilled, I will attempt the “flip-it-in-the-air-and-catch-it” maneuver.
Same with my underwear.
When I start wearing a bra, I will shoot it like a slingshot at the clothes hamper.
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I’m glad I don’t have to match my underwear with anything.
Boring Saturday much? Hell no! I ended up with 43 pairs of matched up socks. At one pair every week that’s almost a year of not having to do this again.
BTW: there are at least 66 white socks lurking in a drawer all by themselves. These are my favorite socks.