you know... the farting ones...
Well, adjustments have been made, and... THEY STILL FART. People, this is getting serious. The next step is professional help. Perhaps something can be medically removed... or added... in order to eliminate the sound. If not, The BEAUTIFUL Kyla, will develop a (unwarranted) reputation for gastric disturbance and/or a (well deserved) penchant for spray adhesive. Drastic times call for drastic measures folks, and we are just the girls to take said measures in defense of these shoes!
Or maybe she should just splurge on a pair of THESE - surely they won't fart...
or maybe I'M the one who wants those, and Kyla will have to find her own way to salvage her dignity AND her new shoes, as I am out of ideas. :-P
... at least we continue to be cute... or is it just that we think that we're cute... either way, we froze our butts off to get this picture...
All this talk of farting shos has plumb worn me out. Plus, Lily Ruth is asleep on my arm, so typing is a big ol' chore right now. Surely something noteworthy will occur this weekend. Until then, you're on your own.
Nighty night!
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