And you thought I was weird
If you've been reading for any length of time, you know I have this whole weird foot phobia thing. I hate feet. My feet, your feet, his feet, her feet, fuzzy fur feet. They're disgusting. I'd just as soon kiss a toilet seat as someone's feet.
But, as is sometimes the case, opposites attract. The Thing has a total foot fetish. Though, he swears, not all feet. Just my feet; 'because they're so pretty'.
Fucking whack-job.
But it does make for interesting events in my household. Like this recent one; I found after he left for work and I went downstairs to make the bed:
posted by ƒåυνέ @ 8:27 AM
5 Comments:
I'm playing catch-up and the header had not loaded before I was off and looking for where I left off reading.
I want your backbone. I love what you did to Y---P. Wish I could do that.
Now I have the Love Boat theme song in my head.
Bottlecap is gorgeous.
I still want to borrow Thing, send him to Texas A&M and get him cloned.
Mags
well that's just too damn cute
Oh I'm with you sista....I hate feet too. I don't want anyone to even look at my feet much less touch them. I used to date a guy that had a foot fetish and he kept trying to touch my feet. Yep - that dude didn't last very long.
iampjs
Awwwwww........ too sweet!
Thing has a serious imagination! Too funny.
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