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- Who wore it?
- How did it become separated from its rightful foot?
- How drunk was the owner of said foot? (And presumably the other one, come to think of it.)
- How did he (totally a he) get home afterward?
- Was he aware of his footsy imbalance?
- Would this have happened had he tied his laces properly?
We'll never get the real answers, I fear. And the shoe? It's probably since been scooped up by a wild flock of seagulls and deposited in the shadowy spot between the recycling bins and the loading dock behind the no-longer-shiny-and-new Target store.
I rather like the lesson inherent in this misplaced shoe. Just when you think malls aren't capable of throwing you a curve and making you think, they surprise you.
Your turn: So, what is the story of this shoe? Have at it. Best comment wins, uh, what...socks?
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4 comments:
Judging by the colour scheme, I believe the chameleon circuit on the TARDIS is working again. :)
I pity the shoe!
/ Mr. T
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when the owner got to the gym he would wonder where he lost it.
Or is it a parking garage for that Volvo behind it?
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