A couple of months ago I bought Mark a new pair of Skechers tennis shoes. I got them for around $35-40 on sale. Yes, that might sound like a lot to spend on kids' shoes, but I've realized that quality shoes hold up much longer to the beating my children put them through. Walmart shoes just don't last long. I find that I actually spend less money in the long run if I just buy good shoes. Here's the problem, he lost them! The last time I saw them was over a month ago, the day of my last race, when John and his kids were here. We made a HUGE epic mess of my house, cleaned it up, and I haven't seen Mark's shoes since. It's driving me crazy. I'm going to tear my house up stem to stern till I find those bugers. (I'm about halfway there already.) Here's my question: John, did you accidentally take home Mark's shoes? They were in my piano room by you guys' stuff last time I saw them. They are black Skechers with a single strap across the top. I believe these are them: I want them back! Find them or I will kidnap your firstborn, boil your intestines in brine, follow you around plucking out your nose hairs one by one, dye your hair bubble gum pink in your sleep, dress you in drag and make you sing "I'm a pretty girl" at the top of your lungs in front of a room full of queer penitentiary inmates. (That is if you actually have them.) If not, I'll just keep looking for them here, and hope that they show up someday.
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