Pickled pigs
These little Teva shoes have made my son’s feet reek. His piggy vinaigrettes have stunk up my car and my house. I have put these shoes in the dish washer and let them sit in a bucket of Tide. Once they have successfully been fumigated, he only needs to wear these salty little sandals for a few hours before they start to snort and smell like pickled pigs.
Oh the joys of little boys.
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