There I put on my socks; green for that day.

When we got back home, would I find a baby turtle on my socks?

And when he returned home, the testimony indicated, her blood was on his socks.

He slipped on his socks, knowing that at least the right one was inside out.

Her legs were bare, and she didn't have on any shoes or socks.

She had on a nightie and long socks, nothing else.

She fought without the two additional sensors on her socks.

She had on tight black French jeans, no shoes or socks.

Still find space for a piece on mens's socks, today.

I'm going to take that and write it on my socks.