More Amarula Please

Some depraved criminal tried to steal the car. He only wrecked the lock but R900 later I know that if I ever find him I would have an uncontrollable urge to go to his house and destroy R900 of his property while screeching (in a demented way), "how do YOU like it when some complete stranger comes and wrecks your stuff?!"

Socks!

I've been on a serious sock-knitting jag lately. What can I say? They're like potato chips but without the calories...