Pedestrian Review by Ian Stepp
As if you didn’t already think that humanity has sunk to new lows in trivial pursuits, today I received some footwear spam inviting me to offer my views about the New Waverider 17 Retro Mens running shoe – yours for a mere snip short of 200 buckeroos.
So far two earnest running types raved about the New Waverider, so in the interest of new balance, I thought I’d offer my views – always here to help .
I wear these shoes for lying on the couch in front of the TV drinking beer and eating chips. On the way to the fridge, I value a shoe that gives me more support than my mistresses and is less slippery than a used car salesman if I spill stuff on the lino.
They are so comfortable that I take them to bed and the running shoes are good too.
Most of the time I don’t take them off until I have a bath, so stay tuned when I reveal my inner sole next year.
Highly recommended. Get yourself an au pair.
Surely someone ought offer up last jokes. Bom Bom
I’ll give it a shot…
A big rabbit limps into the bar upright. He looks around and calls out, “Anybody in here a tyre kicker?”
The bar attendant polishes her glasses, puts them on again and replies, “We sell drinks here 24/7. Sometimes someone writes a poem. The poems don’t cost extra. The piss is plentiful. The drinks are alright too. No selling shoes in the bar.”
“End of season sale. I’ve only got one left.”
“You might be in luck.”
“No luck in it. I’ve got a rabbit’s foot.”
“Are you for real? Only one? Anyway, what happened?”
“Lost it in a story line. Like poker. Kicking tyres. Second job. I sell tyres for Robert Jane.”
“That’d be why you’re needing a tyre kicker.”
“Yep. At least one. With two feet. The more the luckier. And pink drinks all round.”
🙂
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Good one shoe 🙂
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You’re a pal, Hung. Thank you. 🙂
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It does occur to me latterly that the rabbit hopped into the bar, of course. Bit of a lean to one side maybe. No limp. 🙂
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The left…
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It’s just a jump to the left…
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And a step to the right…
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With your hand on your hips…
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You bring your knees in tight…
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Are you sugghesting my k-nees are tight, Hung old mate?
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I don’t know shoe, I was reciting Rocky Horror, Time Warp. No offence intended. 🙂
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Lovely and funny. But seriously those shoes are all overrated and overpriced and they don’t last very long before they look shabby. I’ll stick to my sheepskins at home and leather for going out.
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Foodge is correct, he keeps his Hushpuppies for indoors, and his hand made leather brogues ( the original walking shoe) for outdoors. Not that he has been walking much lately, mainly just sitting in the back of the Gentleman’s bar, like all of the other fly dirt.
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Our universal exists in a Hushpuppies box at the back of the Astrophysics lab Big, so be careful.
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We are careful…verrrry careful.
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One gets a warm low all over, knowing that a published review may help some poor guy make the right choice in future.
All the bar flies at the Pigs will be wearing these tomorrow.
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Hey, Big. Good to hear from you. Also good to hear from me too. I’m glad we both came. Especially me, because if I hadn’t come over to the pub, you would be commenting apropos of nothing in particular on an article that wasn’t published yet and how weird would that be ! Drink ?
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I’d love a pink drink, but I’m half way through a bottle/glass of wine. I’ll shout!!
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I suspect they’re made by a quality Vietnamese or Bangladeshi shoemaker. I can harldy wait for my part to arrive.
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