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Going Shank's Mare Might Be The Wisest Move, But, You Still Have To Watch Where You Step....

Feet.....necessary for walking, running, sprinting, standing, skipping, jumping, leaning, etc.

The most strained part of our bodies...what most of us use to get from one place to another, from one room to another. They are key in a person's pursuit of something, or vital in their flight from something else.

They carry our weight on a daily basis and by turning on heel or toe, can be used to get us out of trouble, or at least out of the way before trouble starts. But, what do you do if it's your feet that's getting you into trouble?

A boy in Port Orchard, Washington and a man in Fort Walton Beach, Florida, never expected their feet to get them in trouble--- though perhaps it was less what was on their feet and more what was missing from between their ears that put them is such predicaments.

Our Washington lad found himself suspended from the last part of school, all because of a challenge issued by his mother. He was certain that wearing high heels was no problem and that he would suffer no physical pains from wearing/walking in them all day. His mother wanted him to prove that his feet would suffer no ill-effects. He obliged, but decided to take it one step further-- adding a dress.

I personally see nothing wrong with his ensemble, it's tasteful and not overly revealing-- sadly, he looks better in a dress and heels than I do. But, his creative answer to his mother's challenge didn't earn him any points with his school officials, who promptly sent him home to reflect on his actions.... no word yet as to the results of his mother's challenge...

Our Florida bloke didn't fare so well as our young cross-dresser. Apparently, a gentleman was in the process of cleaning an infection  he had on one of his feet with rubbing alcohol, when the bottle spilled, soaking the sheets in alcohol. What happened next is unclear, even to the gentleman...but, somehow, the cigarette he was holding in his mouth ignited the alcohol on his sheets, causing a fire that burned so quickly and destructively, that the house is completely uninhabitable. Fortunately, no one was hurt. I'm still trying to work out how the cigarette in his mouth managed to ignite his sheets.....

Feet.... regularly mistreated, frequently neglected, often ignored---sometimes they exact their revenge in the strangest ways....


  1. the dress is pretty, but I'm not wild about the shoes.

  2. I would certainly avoid him at a nightclub. Recently I blogged about a guy who wore a skirt to school as a kind of protest and managed to get the rules changed. This guy looks kind of iffy, tho

  3. @mshatch--- I agree with you about the shoes, I can barely walk in flat tennis shoes, if I tried those, I'd be flat on the ground...

    @David--- This guy is totally iffy! But, as I don't frequent the nightclub scene, even if he/she was there, I wouldn't be anywhere near him/her...! I do remember your post, your kid had more sense than mine, the boy in your post was actually trying to prove a point...this kid just wanted to show off :-/

  4. well I know what you mean e.a.s as I probably haven't been to a nightclub in two decades and always hated it if I went to one as I couldn't hear what anyone said.


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