As someone who has been attacked with a sock, you will never know the pain, humiliation and life-long scars.
You start to blame yourself and society. Why do we even need socks?
You live with it your whole life.
If it’s a dirty athletic sock, it’s even worse.
Then put the blame on the rocks. The sock is probably innocent, and had no choice but to allow itself to be filled with rocks. OTOH, it did participate... Throw the book at both of them!
¡Eso sí que es!
I bet they were wool.
Notably, this sock was full of rocks.
Sock+soap = Blanket Party!