I’m gonna start an acoustic cover band called “socks ‘n sandals” and i’ll be RICH.
Alas, it’s getting a little cold on my scooter to ride around with bare feet and sandals (a practice which is discouraged to begin with, as it isn’t SUPER safe… but it is SUPER comfortable!) I am faced with a decision: ROCK OUT the socks and sandals, which i did last year until almost november much to the disdain of everyone around me with any sense of social norm, OR, be a normal person and start wearing my shoes. AKA SELL OUT TO THE MAN. the shoe-man. the cobbler. *sigh* i just hate shoes so much, but I also hate everyone commenting on my socks and sandals. truly, truly, this problem is worse than ANY faced by modern man. Somehow, i’ll muddle through. somehow. *single tear*
In any case, who even uses fine china anymore? I bet the queen uses tupperware picnic dishes like the rest of civilization. no?
GO GO MACH ROCKET SHEEP! 