I cried when I had no shoes. Then I met a man who had no feet and I was just kind of straight-faced. He gave me a pair of shoes that didn’t fit me. Apparently he once had really small feet.
For a man that is.
Not like freakishly small……..Maybe like an 8, or something.
We both just kind of stood there very awkwardly, me starting to cry again.
I then met a man with no tear ducts and I wasn’t sure what the heck I was supposed to do.