My shoes are talking.
"Hey, what are you gawping at? You look like a country bumpkin!"
"Me? Speak for yourself! Catching flies?"
"Shut up. Got any Shoe Goo?"
"Nah."
"Me neither. So shut your trap."
"I would if I could."
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And my right shoe says:
ReplyDeleteRS: "Ow!"
LS: "Wut?"
RS: "Stop banging into me!"
LS: "Wut?!"
RS: "You're always rubbing up against me!"
LS: "I can't help it! The foot was born that way!"
RS: "Just -hey!"
LS: "!!!!"
RS: "You're doing it again!"
LS: "I'm telling you the foot is handicapped you twat! It was born this way! What can I do?"
RS: "I don't care!!! Get away from me you bummer!"
Or something like that. (left foot turns in slightly, all my shoes are scuffed on the inside)
HA! I hadn't noticed.
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