Wednesday, December 11, 2013

boots, where art thou?

Still have not figured out what boots are the magic, fix all of the world's problems, climb to the highest tower in the highest castle in the highest mountain and then skip back down, boots.

For hundreds of dollars, it doesn't seem like too much to ask that they be bliss on the foot, right?

Difficult difficult lemon difficult, indeed.

But then again, it's just flipping boots. Small isolated town-first world kind of problem, to say the least.

And yet - the thought of stomping around feeling like a bad-ass? Very promising. Onward, search ahead, wagons ho, etc.

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