Where do missing socks go?

My working theory is that my uncle is shredding my socks at his pleasure and my expense. That blasted redneck.

Like some things in my house seemingly do, I think that they just grow legs and simply walk off in the middle of the night. They have the powers of, oh who was it? David Copperfield, perhaps? And in few words, dissapear without a trace, perhaps never to be see again! Or, who knows? Magically re-appear just as easily? Ah, but that is not to be, you see. For once a sock leaves this home here, never to be seen again it will be.

Ah, the very thing that has plagued every laundry washer since the invention of this contraption... You put in 10 pairs of socks and only get 19 socks back. WHERE DID MY SOCK GO?!

This is my theory.
When you put your laundry in the drier and leave for work in the morning. A little goat man, about 3 feet high, opens the back door to your drier. Yes, I believe there is a backdoor. He opens the door, grabs your favorite sock, and goes onto the next drier. You see, this is his job in his world of Narnia. He lives in a big shoe, and collects dirty socks. Except law says he can only steal one sock each week from each person's drier.
So if you ever want that sock back you have to open your drier often and catch him! Then go to his house and get your precious sock back.

This is just a theory, it could be wrong.

They are sent to outer space

As for where they actually go I have no idea but I'd be willing to bet that it's where all my stupid hangers go!

You've postulated in vain, as I have all of your missing socks. If you ever hope to see them again, meet me at the Burger King dumpster with $20,000 in small denomination, unmarked U.S. currency. And don't contact the police, or you'll never see your socks again!

No Santa Clause comes in with the Easter Bunny and takes them.

Well, if you are a woman, and in college, I would say some dude is stealing your socks.

I think there is a sock goblin that lives in the dryer, but you can only see him when the door is closed. He must love the tumble dry... I know I would. Anyway, yeah he's got to be stealing a sock all the time. I always end up with an odd number of socks.

Step 1: Collect socks
Step 2: ?
Step 3: Profit!

they go nowhere. I own exactly 10 pairs of socks and I never lose them lol.

Socks are missing because they are running away, freeing themselves from systematic torture. Socks feel degraded by having to cover peoples stinky feet.
They've had enough of being slammed to the ground on every footstep.
They cannot tolerate endless stretching and twisting.
They do not deserve being spun around at 100km/hr when washed.
They can't handle days of confinement in dirty sweaty shoes.
They are standing up for their rights to be treated equal and fairly.
Let us raise our hands and say no to this act of cruelty towards the sock nation.
We must all come together as one and fight this abomination.
Can we do it? YES WE CAN.

Kind regards,

President for Sock Welfare Community Association.

They are taken as "screwvenirs."

I think they slip into another dimension.

An Obese Sock hungry unicorn comes and eats your underwear.
Socks are taken by ravaging painted cactus.
that's why whenever the socks turn up, they have holes in them!

I think the dryer sucks up your socks but only one at a time and just when you through away the other sock it releases the original one that it's been holding hostage. Basically dryers are evil and they like to f*** with people!