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Sep. 10th, 2002
For ten years, I stayed away from them. I refused to put out the money, I thought they were ugly, and just wished them to never be on my person.
However, with the advent of the camping trip I'm going on this weekend (Friday the 13th, at that!), I was forced to succumb to the vile and evil nature of...
sneakers.
Criminey.
I wound up buying a pair of low top, all black Converse All Stars. They were the least offensive to my sensibilities pair of sneakers in the entire store. I feel like a duck with them on my feet, however. A flat footed and lacking in height duck.
Quack-quack, motherfucker.
The first person amongst my camping companions to make a comment about the state of my footwear or my height is going to get the back of my hand across their smarmy, giggling face.
However, with the advent of the camping trip I'm going on this weekend (Friday the 13th, at that!), I was forced to succumb to the vile and evil nature of...
sneakers.
Criminey.
I wound up buying a pair of low top, all black Converse All Stars. They were the least offensive to my sensibilities pair of sneakers in the entire store. I feel like a duck with them on my feet, however. A flat footed and lacking in height duck.
Quack-quack, motherfucker.
The first person amongst my camping companions to make a comment about the state of my footwear or my height is going to get the back of my hand across their smarmy, giggling face.