I'm a madman. Socks and oyster crackers, baby.
Not in the same package, not in the same store. Separated by an hour and several miles. But still. SOCKS and OYSTER CRACKERS. I'm living life in large gulps. Grabbing it by the horns. Nothing's gonna stop us now, as Starship foretold.
For I have socks, and I have oyster crackers, and all is right with the world.