KLOGS!
I bought a pair of Klogs for school and then once I graduate, work, then school, then once I graduate, work, then school, then, once I graduate, work. Oh, sweet LORD! They are like walking on the fluffy clouds of heaven! I want to wear them to bed and then sleep standing up. They are THAT comfortable! With every step it's like Brad Pitt is massaging my arches with something very dirty and kinky. Mmmmmm.....dirty......kinky.......Brad Pitt........
Ha! Now I just know I'm going to be in with a dying patient and think of Brad Pitt massaging my feet with something dirty and kinky and burst out laughing.
"Nurse! What's so funny?"
(Gaffawing) "I'm sorry!!! Brad Pitt.....hot.......sex..........Now, I'm sorry, what is it you needed, Doctor?"
"Time of death, 13:52, Nurse Ambrose."
"Yes. I'm sorry, Doctor. It's just these shoes are so damn comfortable, I just can't stop thinking about fucking Brad Pitt."
(In the soap opera version, Nurse Ambrose and the doctor would then start making out right next to the newly-dead body. The Doctor would not look like Brad Pitt, but luis from Passions, would do.)
Ha! Now I just know I'm going to be in with a dying patient and think of Brad Pitt massaging my feet with something dirty and kinky and burst out laughing.
"Nurse! What's so funny?"
(Gaffawing) "I'm sorry!!! Brad Pitt.....hot.......sex..........Now, I'm sorry, what is it you needed, Doctor?"
"Time of death, 13:52, Nurse Ambrose."
"Yes. I'm sorry, Doctor. It's just these shoes are so damn comfortable, I just can't stop thinking about fucking Brad Pitt."
(In the soap opera version, Nurse Ambrose and the doctor would then start making out right next to the newly-dead body. The Doctor would not look like Brad Pitt, but luis from Passions, would do.)