that burning, throbbing, sour smelling atrocity that is a blister...oh how i hate thee.
you make me squeam everytime i have to walk down a long hallway. sometimes i can hardly stand it!
oh how sweet it is when i can finally find relief at my desk when i kick off my shoes and let my pigs breath the stale office air...but oh, how horrible it is when your co-workers start to smell something funny or worse-your boss walks up and immediately hesitates before telling you something important because they are captivated by your bare naked feet.
so unpretty.
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what about if you give blood, then faint at work, then your ceo insists you lie down on her couch, and she wraps a blanket around your legs, and you KNOW your shoes reek a horrid stench, but you are to faint to do anything about it?
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