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Friday, June 24, 2005

Fun with Shoes

Last night I had to walk to the convenience store for milk and such. On the way I saw these four little neighbor kids standing under this tree. They were all between 2.5 and three feet tall, and each one had one shoe off. They were taking turns throwing their shoes at something in the tree.

I figured I’d be a helpful neighbor and lend them a hand, so I walked over to ask. I looked up into the tree and saw... absolutely nothing. “Is there something up there you need to get down?”
“No, we’re just throwing shoes.”

“Oh-okay.”

As I went about my business an irate mother came onto the scene.

“Jamal, what the hell are you doing? You put that damn shoe back on your foot before you get it stuck in the tree.”

When I returned from the store there were still four little kids throwing shoes. This time one of them had two shoes on his feet and another had no shoes on at all.

Somebody needs to buy them kids a bouncy ball.

9 Comments:

Blogger sparklestone said...

There's a Peanuts comic where Charlie Brown brings Snoopy an old shoe to play with. He explains that dogs love to play with old shoes. Hearing this, Snoopy decided to get it over with, explains some random rules to the shoe in an "OK shoe, here's how it's gonna be" kinda way and starts playing. It ends with Snoopy punting the shoe and Charlie Brown reiterating that dogs love to play with old shoes.

9:12 AM, June 24, 2005  
Blogger Sylow_P said...

Do you do anything besides blog and read comics?

9:14 AM, June 24, 2005  
Blogger Sylow_P said...

No, I don't know. The little girl had pink shoes. She's the one brave enough to share.

I'm easily amused too, but not quite this easily...

10:01 AM, June 24, 2005  
Blogger mary bishop said...

In my neighborhood, every power line has a pair of sneakers hanging off of it...they tie the shoelaces together and give it a heave ho until gravity. force and velocity place the tied laces just so and the shoes hang over the powerlines like over-ripe zucchinis on a trellis.

1:00 PM, June 24, 2005  
Blogger sparklestone said...

Snap! That's some cruel shit! I also ride my bike and watch movies.

What else do you do? Run for office?

3:18 PM, June 24, 2005  
Blogger Sally Tomato said...

That's a scene in Big Fish.

They stole his shoe's and threw them up into the powerline so he couldn't leave the town.

I like this post, it's funny.

3:54 PM, June 26, 2005  
Blogger mary bishop said...

IDB to read comments...

6:17 AM, June 27, 2005  
Blogger Sylow_P said...

Sparky, if I'd read that Friday afternoon, right after you chastized me for getting some work done, it probably wouldn't be any funnier than it is on Monday morning.

WenigGluckliches, I forgot about that scene. That's good. I need to watch that again.

I give up MB. Sparky and I are both wondering, what's IDB?

9:03 AM, June 27, 2005  
Blogger Formerly known as crackhead said...

There's tons of shoes on the power lines in my 'hood, too. That would be a good place for my roller blades. If they had laces.

10:12 AM, June 27, 2005  

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