I hate breaking in new shoes. They're stiff, they're tight in all of the wrong places, and the new shoe leather is slippery on a carpeted floor. There have been a couple times when I went to turn a corner this morning and it was a new adventure in balancing myself. One would think that I was trying out for the Russian circus with the way that I caught myself in mid-turn. It was like "whoaaaaa ... Daddy didn't wanna go there at all." Such is the life of a dazzling south metro urbanite. It's a pretty doggone interesting life, huh? Hey! Feed the fish while you're here. It's kinda interesting.
I've been feeding your fish for two weeks now. They are rather aggresive.
ReplyDeleteI am so happy to see you here and I'm going to tell my friends.
ReplyDeleteI wondered how the fishie thing worked!
My dog has "the daily puppy" on his page.
ReplyDeleteDog's generally get away with being shoeless, at least the canine kind. I wonder why people refer to feet as dogs, anyway?
Hey i have a pair of those shoes I love them:) Fishes.. You have fishes.. goes to feed the fishes
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