The Adventures of Socky the VFRW Sock Monkey

Sockey has left my house many weeks ago with 2 undercover agents and is in protective custody. It seems that he rolled on some of his fellow primates. He is being entered into a witness protection program from what I understand and have no idea if we will ever see him again.....

 

out: I want my Sockey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Last i heard Socky was in Meh-hico odalay-vato

 

He's working as the donkey tease pony in Tijuana.

 

I have a feeling, nothing supported by facts, but a feeling, that he may resurface drunk as a monkey (of course) at Reggies BBQ performing nasty stunts on video. Unless SloVfr let the dog have him, which I was tempted to do.

 

I thought that my three year old would kill him guess not...he is a tough monkey. Pretty sure he will turn up at SLO

 

I just figured everyone was sick of it and it ran its course, SLOVFR was just putting it out of its misery..

It was a silly wintertime too much drink idea anyway heeheheheee

 

I miss me minky

 

if the monkey doesnt show @ SLO, there will be rioting... just sayin'

 

daayum ! Musta picked up some roid's in mexico.....

 

Are you serious...........wow...........I mean........damn.....

Ok .....whew....he's like all grown up now?

Wow

Man, you cant condemn him for trying to make his way in the world, all of us have many things we dont want to talk about.

Bring him back to us, what better story than the prodigal son returns?

Wow

And just in time for the BBQ?


Epic


Wow

Seriously...........I think of all the nonsense i and some others were involved in growing up in Ca

And here is Socky......shit.... not possible ...the times have changed, you cant do that these days. And yet...

Hmmmmmm.....

 

im a bit worried now...... i mean, afteall i did shoot him out of a cannon. do sock monkey's hold grudges ? he's big enough to kick my ass now.......

 

Looks like you'd better sleep with one eye open Tori!

 

Oh my God! Where the hell is his willy? What did you do, turn him into a eunuch? Oh, the humanity!

 

OK, so while I am in SLO having a good time, I get a call from a blocked number. I usually don't answer those, but for some reason I thought I should.
A stern, official voice is on the other end and starts right in without the usual phone pleasantries.
him: "Mr. Drewl?"
me: "UH, sorta. I go by that sometimes"
him: "So 'Drewl' is an alias?"
me: "More like an 'also known as' but not really a 'doing business as' although I have bought and sold things using that name, so..."
him: "Ahem, is there a more official name I can use?"
me: "No, Drewl will work for now. What can I do for you? And how did you get my number?"
him: "How I got your number is not important. You can call me Mr. Smith. I work for an 'agency' that shall be named later if necessary."
me: "An 'agency'? You're going to have to be more specific, I get around. Hell, in the 90s alone I dealt with the Secret Service, FBI, CIA, and was on a first name basis with every law enforcement agency in Arizona...
him: "Listen, Drewl. Are you familiar with one knitted primate that goes by the name 'Socky'?
me: "What did he do now?"
him: "I am not at liberty to discuss the particulars in this case. But he would not cooperate any further unless we let him see you face to face."
me: "Hey man, I am out of town for a few days and Socky is a big boy now. Hell, I have not even talked to him since before Christmas when I put him in that box...I mean, put him on the plane to Kentucky..."
him: "We know all bout that. You are not in any trouble, Drewl. In fact you would be helping us quite a bit by spending a few minutes with Socky."
me: "Like I said, I am out of town and am pretty busy."
him: "We know right where you are, we will make contact with you and take care of the arrangements and you will be allowed to continue with your activities with your biker gang friends."
me: "We're not really a gang. We don't even have patches. Well, the 6th gen guys do, but...and we do all wear leather and drink alot of beer...some of us even have loud pipes..."
him: "See you soon, Drewl." click

Well 'shit' I say to myself. Then head back to the keggerator, my cup was empty.

So the next day while riding between some place and another place, I was in the middle of the pack sorta by myself. Outta nowhere this black van whizzes by me and runs me off onto a side street.
I lowsided and slid on my knee so as to keep the bike from getting scratched. Jam my heel in the dirt and kick the bike upright flip down the side stand and jump over the bike ready to kick someone's ass with my Sidi boots and carbon fiber AStar gloves.
Until I noticed the .45 stuck in my half open visor. No worries, not the first time. Dude was too close to me. So I grabbed the gun, turned it around on him, bopped him on the top of his head with it, then unloaded it, bouncing each ejected round off his nose.

"Are you done, Drewl? Get in the van" says this voice from behind me.

Oh well. I get in the van.

There's poor Socky, hand cuffed between two really big official looking goons.
"Socky, you dumbass."

He goes into this long stupid story of hot chicks and funny looking money and some dude asking him to "carry" things, blah blah blah. (They made me sign some form saying I wouldn't talk about it)
I told him he got himself into all this. I told him I was pissed for all of his shenanigans with all the VFRW guys he'd been to visit.
He says he's sorry for being an ass and he'll do anything if I help him out.
I told him shove it. I have riding to do.

I got out of the van, and back on my bike.

Last I saw, it was headed north.

 

Drewl, I can't believe you would leave me like this.........

Man I'm really sorry, all you VFRW members were good to me, well almost all. That one dude did shoot me out of a potato cannon, and I did get a 357 stuck in my face. Those guys got no sense of humor.

Just get me out of this, I'll change my ways, go to rehab, whatever.

Have to go before they come back.

 

it's a boy!

it's official, I have found the picture to prove socky is a boy.Not Only Men Use Sex Dolls | Funny Pictures | Break.comPicture

 

So where is Sockey. Well low an behold I came across him in a cheap motel in Weed California having just had a wild and frantic sex session with a really sleezy cheap hooker named Marcia. I managed to snap this picture and down load it without his knowledge. Strange I lost my camera the very next morning. I think there is an association here.