Tuesday, April 18, 2006

They always made his feet clammy.

And eventually they'd end up smelling like rotten carrots. But for now, there simply was nothing better then slipping his toes-ies into those brand new, fresh, moccasins in the morning.

1 comment:

Jesse said...

Once I was sitting. I smelled something awful. I assumed it was the people over yonder and their chewing tobacco. However, in time I learned it was my shoes.