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It was a sad day here in Middle Tennessee, my fellow HOGs.
A couple of my companions who've seen me through thick and thin gave up their ghosts.
You see, I've owned these sandals since 1993
, and they've put in a hard 15 years of service. They've long since been relegated to home duty, mainly for zipping outside or doing a bit of gardening. Once in a while, I have humored them with a quick trip up to the corner market.
However, my spouse has long had her eye on these. I think the needling to throw them away started... oh... about ten years ago.
But I held strong, my friends. I stuck to my guns. I drew my line in the sand, and I guarded my territory. More than once, I rescued these faithful companions from the garbage bin.
However, matters came to a head recently, and mainly because of space concerns, I relented and said I'd let 'em go. This morning, it was kind of like the scene from Old Yeller. I figured, if someone had to shoot them, it should be me.
Godspeed, Birkenstocks. Godspeed. :thumbup:
Couple of pics of the Triple Threat. This trio does help ease the suffering.
No hippie jokes!!! I'm in enough pain as it is.
A couple of my companions who've seen me through thick and thin gave up their ghosts.
You see, I've owned these sandals since 1993
However, my spouse has long had her eye on these. I think the needling to throw them away started... oh... about ten years ago.
However, matters came to a head recently, and mainly because of space concerns, I relented and said I'd let 'em go. This morning, it was kind of like the scene from Old Yeller. I figured, if someone had to shoot them, it should be me.
Godspeed, Birkenstocks. Godspeed. :thumbup:
Couple of pics of the Triple Threat. This trio does help ease the suffering.
No hippie jokes!!! I'm in enough pain as it is.