Dibs – They were called penny loafers when I was a kid – inflation has hit there just as it has everywhere else. You can still call them that – same as you can call a mobile phone a phone or a digital t.v. a t.v. – but they now take dimes (or even -gasp- quarters.)
“Expert, what was the exchange?”
Where’s CGar? He might not like this.
Ladies, do you mow the lawn and trim the hedges before seeing the women’s doctor?
I went to the doctor today and I’ll admit I wasn’t as neatly coiffed as I normally am.
So I’m laying there and as my doctor moves the robe:
Me: Sorry, it’s a bit messy.
Doc: It’s okay, this isn’t not a playboy photo shoot.
Me: [legs in stirrups and that effing clamp] Ouch, Well it sure feels like it. Make sure when you’re done photographing to put everything back the way you found it, my barber may have a hard time recognizing me.
btw, I love my ob/gyn. If anyone needs one, I highly recommend him. He’s a great doctor.
I inherited 36 pairs of Gucci loafers from my father. I kept the new and almost new pairs. I used to scoff at him because (a) he had a loafer fetish and (II) it seemed unnecessary to spend that much on a pair of shoes. After I slipped a pair on, I had to apologize to him profusely (though not in person) because they’re like buttah.
Expert, LOL!
I haven’t tried tassles yet, but after Snappy starts pimping me out, I might have to!
I have a very old pair of Bally loafers that lasted quite nicely through FOUR resoles. I now use them as my “painting” shoes.
When my deck was being built and I was home painting, the woman building the deck kept chiding me on bally painting shoes.
She was a lesbian and didn’t know from nice painting shoes.
biff,
WTF, I just looked down and realized I’m wearing loafers!
Dibs – They were called penny loafers when I was a kid – inflation has hit there just as it has everywhere else. You can still call them that – same as you can call a mobile phone a phone or a digital t.v. a t.v. – but they now take dimes (or even -gasp- quarters.)
That’s a lotta Gucci Cargar!
LOL! Legion!
I remember Mr. Rogers being like a little kid dose of Xanax. It was sooo peaceful, and predictable, and relaxing. Sigh, I loved that.
“Expert, what was the exchange?”
Where’s CGar? He might not like this.
Ladies, do you mow the lawn and trim the hedges before seeing the women’s doctor?
I went to the doctor today and I’ll admit I wasn’t as neatly coiffed as I normally am.
So I’m laying there and as my doctor moves the robe:
Me: Sorry, it’s a bit messy.
Doc: It’s okay, this isn’t not a playboy photo shoot.
Me: [legs in stirrups and that effing clamp] Ouch, Well it sure feels like it. Make sure when you’re done photographing to put everything back the way you found it, my barber may have a hard time recognizing me.
btw, I love my ob/gyn. If anyone needs one, I highly recommend him. He’s a great doctor.
I inherited 36 pairs of Gucci loafers from my father. I kept the new and almost new pairs. I used to scoff at him because (a) he had a loafer fetish and (II) it seemed unnecessary to spend that much on a pair of shoes. After I slipped a pair on, I had to apologize to him profusely (though not in person) because they’re like buttah.