today i’m wearing my grey chuck-t’s because i was a hipster back when
you guys were still lip-synching to cindi lauper and van halen.
the only problem w/ this particular pair of shoes is that with every
2nd or 3rd step, the right shoe makes an amazingly accurate fart sound.
step–step–frrrtt—step—step—frrrttt
this leaves me with the following dilema: do i stop wearing one of my
favorite pair of shoes at the risk of being branded as a fart-lover
or do i just go with it and let the world be damned?
decisions like this occupy the majority of my time.
