Hey, How many people think...

[cheebacheeba]

What would be interesting?

[Straker]

We need a thread dedicated to exestintial thought and the conundrums of life.... I'm pretty sure you folks are all just extensions of my psyche anyway and don't actually exist. :)

As for all the crap thats going on, I don't think its all that big of a deal. Threads can be locked, people can get banned or leave and life will go on. Personally, I'm sure I sound like a prick some of the time, but I don't see the need for BS threads or posts about how hurt someone is or why they are leaving, or how bad this place is, especially when its mostly a crock.

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One of these moments I am reminded of one of my favorite poems...

(taking the guitar out) E-hem!

The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.

The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"

The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead--
There were no birds to fly.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"

"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.

"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
The Walrus did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."

The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.

But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.

Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.

"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."

"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said.
"Do you admire the view?

"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"

"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"

"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

"O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.

[Caenxavier]

Originally Posted by cheebacheeba

I usually go with boots.
I'm size 20US.
Lighter shoes just don't feel right any more.

20? Shit dude, I have no reason to assume you are lying but I want proof! :D

[cheebacheeba]

Haha, actually I don't even know what happened there.
It's 12US, what I meant.
Yeah, 20'd be like, freak feet.

[crabapple]

Payless Shoes Source, they have these wonderful shoes, I keep buying the same style of shoe because they're so neat looking. They have velcro, and come in a solid white or solid black, and they look half like a sneaker and half dressy. Marvelous! They are about thirty dollars a pair.

[massacre man]

When I don't wear socks the pads in my shoes come out with my feet when I take them off, but when I'm wearing socks they stay perfectly in place. :confused:

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Dude, you should wear socks with your shoes. All the time. Everyone should wear socks with their shoes. A clean pair of socks is like...nirvana or something.

[massacre man]

I do like Nirvana. But sometimes my dog has to use the bathroom suddenly sometimes! So sometimes my feet have to suit up without the proper undergarments.

[DeadKlown]

i had a wet fart once that ended up sliding down into my socks ::giggles::