Mothers, Myths and Death-socks
“Boy…I’m going to knock your socks off,”one of my mother’s favorite threats when I was a kid. Ah, the fine memories of childhood. This particular threat hasn’t been used for so long I’d forgot about it until I was watching myth busters today. They were testing whether there was any truth to the idea of actually knocking someone’s socks off. The myth was pronounced busted even if they did manage to knock one of the mannequin’s socks off.
See, they used bombs to do it…and while the sock was off and the leg was intact the explosion would have killed anyone. They seemed to be under the impression that anyone who used the expression meant for you to be alive afterwards. Good for them; I on the other hand now know why mommy looked like she had the grim reaper standing by her side when she said it. Apparently it didn’t just look like he was there.
I’m seeing my whole childhood in a new light now. What she was really saying was… “Boy…im going to hit you so hard itll kill you. And while your busy dying you might as well drop those socks off at the laundry while you fly by.” Mothers. Always the tough love and scary efficiency.