Salt and Pepper My Mango

Who wants this

When you can have all of this

Take note world, the pasty doughboys will one day rule us all.

Is it more distressing to see one lost shoe or the pair? A pair of errant shoes seems a little less disconcerting because they are not alone in the world. At the very least they have each other. One lone shoe bothers me because there is simply no rhyme or reason to its presence. Where did it come from? Was it tossed aside carelessly by its owner? Did someone simply misstep, losing their left shoe and, having lost all feeling in their feet years ago, they didn't even realize they were now sans shoe? Perhaps it was tossed from a moving car as one of those practical jokes youngsters are so fond of these days. I think it sits so disagreeably with me because it reminds me of those kidnapped children ads I used to see on Saturday mornings and after school specials. An empty swing swaying back and forth, a soccer ball rolling slowly through the gutter, and a dainty shoe left in a sandbox.

Check it. Breakfast of champions. (Just kidding mom)*




*not kidding.