The proverbial Lost Dryer Sock, which has been considered missing for many years, has finally been spotted running with the bulls, in Pamplona, Spain.

      “I’ve looked behind the dryer, under the bed, and  under, in, and around everything goddamn thing in the house,” says, sock owner, Nelson Nestleby. “For the life of me, I could not find that one other matching sock.  The last place I thought to look was on the streets of Pamplona, Spain.”
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But, there the sock was, in the thick of the running horde of thrill seekers, going full throttle, around the curve of the Calle de Mercaderes.  Mr. Nestleby says, it was his favorite sock.

       “I bought the pair of magenta argyles, because of the versatility it offered me.  I found I could wear them with my bowling shoes on Thursday night, and then turn around and wear ’em with a pair of penny loafers at a wedding on Saturday.  Didn’t have to wash ’em or nothing.  Just shake ’em out or slap ’em up against the wall and keep on rolling.”  I was devastated when one of the socks went missing.  I blamed my brother for the disappearance, with him being my main bowling rival and all.  Turns out I was wrong.”

Mr. Nestleby spotted the lost sock, by chance, on the the internet, he says.

     “Yeah, I was perusing through some soft porn sites, looking for any videos with ​bulls in them.  I found a few.  There was one with a bull and a leprechaun kissing.  I came across another one with Michael Jordan giving Bullwinkle a lap dance at a bull roast, while drinking a Red Bull.  And then I came across a video with my lost sock running with the bulls.”  Mr. Nestleby’s eyes pop open wide. “I couldn’t believe it.”

    So, Mr. Nestleby immediately flew to Spain, where he then caught a cab, and then a shuttle, and then a rickshaw and then an Uber ( driven by non other than Edward Smith, former Captain of the Titanic ) who dropped him off on Calle de la Estafeta.  Amazingly, the bull run was still going on!  Again, Mr. Nestleby,

         “I saw my lost sock run down the last stretch of Calle de la Estafeta, in between the thundering herd of bulls and running fools.  But, then there was a pile up, a twisted wreck of carnage.”  Mr. Nestleby’s shoulders drop with sadness. “That was the last I saw of my Lost Dryer Sock”.

            It is not known whether the Lost Dryer Sock survived the pile up or not.    No other sightings have been reported to date.