Nothing says sophistication and decency like a plastic soled soul.
Ours is not to reason why Terry needs a set of asbestos winkle-pickers, I’m hoping it’s part of an elaborate sexual fetish, as that’s about all that comes to mind that might excuse them . . .
Just think what I would be wearing if I relied on you lot for fashion advice
Is pointy. Is good.
They look they have gone off, I prefer mine a little greener
In need some smart comfy shoes for the office, I’m also a cunt.
Am I in the right place?
Well, out of nowhere you’ve beaten Simon at a game he’s dominated for as long as there’s been a Cunty Shoe thread - just one pair of shoes and you’ve blown him clean out of the water! So, I don’t think you have anything to learn from anyone
The mullet may have eroded away, but inside it still burns bright - you’re like a stick of rock with the word “mullet” right the way through it…
I’m in awe…
Where do I wear them?
It’s been bugging me about where I have seen them before - then it came to me in a flash just now
You are indeed Fat Freddy and you have a cat
I fucking hate you
I am feeling like Sunderland after two consecutive relegations
Unlike whatever that is, I’m confident you can rise to the job and claim back your title with the next nasty-ass monstrosities you spunk the equivalent of a car-downpayment to insult your feet with