As I culled his closet, and packed up the cast-offs for donation to charities, I couldn’t help but be a little wistful.
Wistful that I would probably never get to see the look of “Whatever in the fuck shall I do with these?” on the face of the down-on-his-luck gentleman who was handed a pair of golf sandals.
Are you kidding? Footjoys?! I’d wear the shit outta those ………
I think I was just so baffled that such a thing existed. Until I was tossing them away, I had no idea they existed.
You always leave me smiling, even if there’s sometimes a touch of sadness in the smile.
Mmm hmm. That’s my thing.
it takes a lot of balls…
you said balls
What color socks do you think go best with those?
I am just that ignorant, I have no idea. Are you actually supposed to wear them? I’m not even kidding.
I’d rock those bad boys with a pair of soccer socks that come up to my knees… yes i know, i’ m a bad ass. Glad you enjoyed your trip to the Burgh, where we do specialize in food designed to maim and clog, there are some great places to eat though and if you come back you should try my friend, the hot shit chef’s restuarant called Salt of the Earth.
It’s not too late for me to fish them out of the donation bag….
Color of sock doesn’t matter. The strappy garter things to hold up said socks are a requirement, however.