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Footwear
late :: Keith

Running from the wild hobo, he knew he should never have skipped school; knew it the same way that he knew that kicking his boot out over the ice was a bad idea, and knew it just like he’d find out later when he finally made it home that he should take his time when it came to thinking up believable lies - too late.

    TAGS:  school, bad ideas, hobos, footwear, lies


meeting :: Keith

Scrine and I met in the oddest of places - the library - where I was searching for information on Depression era footwear, and this strange, metal bird, with a book on world domination tucked under one wing, was searching for a better way home; we hit it off immediatly and went for pie.

    TAGS:  scrine, libraries, birds, pie, home, footwear, world domination, The Great Depression


not The boot, but a boot, for boot.

    TAGS:  footwear


Doormat :: Keith

After nearly twenty-eight years of experience as a corporate doormat, Jefferson was without a doubt the go-to guy for good footwear stories.

    TAGS:  footwear, corporate lackey, doormats, Jefferson - the character, lackey, go-to guy


“Ascension can occur with or without these,” Ruby said, holding up a pair of comfortable looking, bright pink bunny slippers with large floppy ears, “and the choice is yours; but if you want my opinion, what’s the good of Enlightenment without comfortable slippers.”

    TAGS:  ascension, comfort, enlightenment, footwear, bunnies, pink, slippers


Dust :: Keith

Shuffling enthusiastically around the dry playground in his new purple high-tops, Willie’s thick dust cloud quickly engulfed the nearby four-square game, choking the girls.

    TAGS:  purple, dust, footwear, mischief


Henry taught the ferrets to sleep inside his slippers so that when he woke up in the morning and slipped out of bed, his feet would have something instantly warm to slip into; the musky ferret smell also happened to break his wife of her irritating foot fetish, which he’d never enjoyed one bit.

    TAGS:  Henry, bed, wife, footwear, fetish, odor, favorite titles - keith, ferrets


Woehome :: 'mouse

Baby’s sleeping with my best friend, dog is chewing up my loafers and the taxman’s come a’knockin’ on my woehome.

    TAGS:  baby, friends, dog, footwear, woehome


Apparently, ‘the power of Christ compels you’ is not a valid reason for my boss to give me a raise.

    TAGS:  work, baby, Jesus, footwear


 

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