GOOD NAME FOR A ROCK BAND
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February 17, 2005
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First?! I want a pair!!
Posted by: Shortty | February 17, 2005 at 11:32 AM
Seriously, it was the shoes . . .
No really, they're lactose intolerant.
Posted by: Sarcasmo | February 17, 2005 at 11:32 AM
Being FIRST gives me Goosebumps.
Posted by: Zaphod | February 17, 2005 at 11:32 AM
It's about time I get the recognition I deserve!
Posted by: basically everybody on the Internet | February 17, 2005 at 11:32 AM
I am so happy to be first on this thread.
**one cheek sneak**
Posted by: Brian B | February 17, 2005 at 11:32 AM
at last ! I don't have to buy a dog ! I can blame my shoes!
Posted by: insomniac | February 17, 2005 at 11:33 AM
I want a pair!! The perfect way to get back at my daughter for borrowing my clothes without asking.
Posted by: Shortty | February 17, 2005 at 11:33 AM
WOW! A quintuple simulpost!
**hands out cigarettes to the other 4**
was it good for you guys?
Posted by: Brian B | February 17, 2005 at 11:34 AM
Not as good as Lobster Love, but it will do for now, Brian B
Posted by: Shortty | February 17, 2005 at 11:37 AM
Whaddya mean, "other 4?" I'm like, millions of people. Maybe billions, even. I should look up how many people I am.
Posted by: basically everybody on the Internet | February 17, 2005 at 11:37 AM
Thanks BrianB . . .
waaaaaaiiiiit a second . . .
what's in this thing?
Posted by: Sarcasmo | February 17, 2005 at 11:38 AM
Sarcasmo,
Cane toad bufo-toxin.
That's some great frog, huh?
Posted by: Brian B | February 17, 2005 at 11:40 AM
Every step you take
It's not wind you break
Though you say it's fake
It's the sound you make
when you've got farting shoes!
Oh, can't you see
Nothing's coming outta me!
No intestinal ache
With every step you take.
Posted by: insomniac | February 17, 2005 at 11:47 AM
Hush puppies they ain't.......
Posted by: elle | February 17, 2005 at 11:49 AM
insomniac,
Please, please never go to sleep. You are too(not...) good.
But guit bogarting the toad bong. I need some help, man.
Posted by: igloo | February 17, 2005 at 11:55 AM
I've owned these shoes ever since I discovered beer...
elle - but could they be "sneakers"?
Posted by: Higgy | February 17, 2005 at 11:58 AM
Hey! That's just up the road from here! I ought to look into this. After all, they tossed at least 35,000 pairs at a cost of $200,000 to $250,000. That's 35,000 pairs of perfectly good shoes.
Posted by: D'Artagnan | February 17, 2005 at 12:00 PM
I've been calling tennis shows "quick starts" for decades(oh the pain). If I could get my hands on the 35,000 pairs they are discarding I would have plenty of "quick fa*ts".
Posted by: igloo | February 17, 2005 at 12:02 PM
OOh; OOoh;
Performance art. Similar to what that Christysomethingorother guy did in Central Park.
We equip 35,000 New Yorkers with the shoes and then send on parade down 5th Ave.
Or...
Just 10 people and send them on a tour of the Guggenheim or other such trendy place where all of the "Swells" hang out.
OR...
Three people to follow The Donald around...
Or...;;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Posted by: Igloo | February 17, 2005 at 12:07 PM
Damn Toad Sweat..
Tennis shoes not tennis shows!!
Licking toads, trying to keep up with the Blog and all the while these damn alarms at work keep going off. Give it a rest. Hell this Nuclear facility is well protected and it's not my job to see why they won't shut off. Damn anal-retentive boss.
Sheesh!
Posted by: igloo | February 17, 2005 at 12:15 PM
Oh! Igloo! You're the guy who works in the corner office, right? Look up! I'm waving at you right now!
Actually *giggle* the alarm system is my job, but I'm having so much fun blogging...!
Posted by: Tamara | February 17, 2005 at 12:28 PM
If there made by Goosebumps shouldn't they make a sound like a door creeking open everytime you walk?
Posted by: opiesgirl | February 17, 2005 at 12:38 PM
Tamara,
Yep, that's me. You probably recognized me from my swim suit picture.
*Tentative wave back*
These damn straps. Need to get some duct tape to keep them on. Hope they have flesh covered duct tape down at the Ace.
Posted by: igloo | February 17, 2005 at 12:46 PM
"I was wondering why you fart every time I squeeze your breasts?"
"That's not me farting, its my implants"
"Your implants make farting noises?"
"The manufacturer got a good deal on some cheap gel to fill up the implants. They were on "special" when I got my boobs done."
"You knew they were going to make the farting noise?"
"They were half price!"
"Still..."
"Its not like I walk on them"
"True"
Posted by: Writer's Cramp | February 17, 2005 at 12:56 PM
"Goosebumps' largest distributor complained as well, and the company tossed at least 35,000 pairs at a cost of $200,000 to $250,000, said attorneys Robert W. Anthony and William H. Beaver II."
Can anyone say "S-P-E-N-C-E-R-'-S"?
Another perfect example of a missed business opportunity.
Posted by: Lmd33 | February 17, 2005 at 01:04 PM
WC,
whatever you do..if it is not comedy, you are in the wrong business baby!...
ps: How's the baby doing???
Posted by: julietine | February 17, 2005 at 01:27 PM
Imagine Michael Flatley and his troupe in these... Wouldn't that be great?
Fartdance!
Posted by: Mike "Mad's Dork" Weasel | February 17, 2005 at 01:43 PM
Mike,
Ha,ha...why did I not think of that!!!
Posted by: julietine | February 17, 2005 at 01:48 PM
Shoe farts.
*the 12 year old in me is hysterical with laughter*
Posted by: slyeyes | February 17, 2005 at 02:37 PM
"Who Cut the Cheese?: A History of the Fart", by Jim Dawson. A must read for anyone whose knowledge of the field is, um, cloudy.
Posted by: Balanchine | February 17, 2005 at 05:21 PM
"Who Cut the Cheese?: A History of the Fart, by Jim Dawson. A must read for anyone whose knowledge of the field is, um, cloudy.
Posted by: Balanchine | February 17, 2005 at 05:21 PM
Actual conversation in class this morning:
Student: Why is the sky blue?
Me: It comes from gases in the atmosphere.
Teacher: Naw, that's not it. Are farts brown?
Posted by: Alex D. | February 17, 2005 at 06:16 PM
Fart and sole, I fell in Love with you,
Fart and sole, the way a shoe will do,
loudly
Because you fit my feet right
and ease my corns plight
Fart and sole, I begged to hear your sound
Lost control, and tumbled on the ground
loudly
That magic night we walked
and talked and talked and talked
Oh, but your tongue was thrilling, much to thrilling
Never before were my feet so strangely willing
But now I hear, what one short walk can do
Look at me, it's got me loving you
loudly
That little sound you told
Is all I want to hold
Posted by: u.o. | February 17, 2005 at 06:33 PM
slyeyes-
12 year old? You might want to keep an eye on the Michael Jackson case. Just for future reference.
Posted by: bbxl | February 17, 2005 at 09:21 PM
fart and sole... haaaaaa. i know my 12 yr old nephew will want a pair.[breaks up with laughter]
Posted by: queensbee | February 18, 2005 at 03:24 AM