I hate socks. I don't like anything that encases one comme la saucisse. I have a t-shirt I won't wear for that reason. Every time I put it on it makes me feel like I'm squeezed. It's very uncomfortable. It's a good thing I never existed in a century that forced women into corsets that strangulated their ribcages to the pass-out point. The mere thought makes me want to go put on a mumu. Thankfully, I don't own one.