teenage shoe from new jersey relocates to midwestern shoe high school, hilarity ensues
but not the hilarity you’re probably thinking of. not the hilarious and often heartwarming hollywood moment when all the shoes at that midwestern shoe high school transcend superficiality and say something like, “hey we’re all different, but we’re still shoes right? we’re in this life together!”
no.
i’m talking about the hilarity that comes as gorgeous louboutin stilettos and fantastically popular yves st laurent heels pull this shoe into the janitor’s closet, beat the living hell of it, and shove its bloody meshy mess into a locker with “loser” spray painted on the outside of it. the shoe then transfers to a low income payless-type high school for its own safety and is no longer allowed on the west side of town. funny, right?
(shoe submission by katy tahirih linhart)
Does this double as a hockey net? I don’t know, maybe players are into it.
You lost all your L.A. privileges. Deal?
Damn. It didn’t put my name with the Pulp Fiction quote. Anyway, spot on, Crystal.