One day, I was shopping for shoes.
”Ehhhh, they don’t quite … They squeeze from the sides and the heel does not fit right.”
”Good shoes are hard to come by. I feel like my feet are somehow funnily shaped. I call them ’duck feet’.”
”Quack.”
”Honk.”
My last pair of shoes was incredibly hard to break in. They chafed a blister on one of the toe joint every time.
”Ayeeeee-ouch!”
I would love to walk bare-feet, but winters are cold and I must wear shoes while at work.
And morons like to scatter glass shards and tacks to the environment during summers.
