So the Weasel and I worked a class reunion over the weekend (Class of ’91, three years older than me and 2 years younger than him — Chuckweasel is OLD). And I was reminded of a phenomenon that has been confusing me for some time… the generational differences in women’s shoe behavior.
Allow me to elaborate. These young things today, the ones in their early 20’s or so, they wear these 9 inch tall spikey hooker shoes… AND THEY KEEP THEM ON ALL NIGHT. Back in my day (and consequently, still), we also wore those shoes… from the house to the car, from the car to the party/bar/whatever, and vice versa. We took them fuckers OFF the minute we hit the door, and they stayed under the table until it was time to go home! And if we’re truthful, we didn’t even wear them home, we made our boyfriends carry them while our drunk asses laid in the street.
Now, Dear Sweet Mama is also a shoes-off gal, as is East Coast Aunt, who is 11 years older. So I think this has got to be a new thing — have girls evolved stronger/tougher/number feet? And if so, what does this mean for humanity?
I tell you one thing, though, it sure does explain why those precious little snowflakes act so slutty… they can’t remain upright!
Also, I need your help: I want the guy from “My Strange Addiction” who is married to his sex doll to have to go out to dinner with the lady who carries that creepy lifelike doll around and acts like it’s her real baby. I think she’s his mother-in-law or something, in their own FUCKING CRAZY kind of way. We must diligently pray for this to happen. Praise the Lord.