.. in a recent conversation with Velociman at an undisclosed Savannah location, he villainously busted upon my choice of late-evening-social-gathering footwear... the man had the sheer gall to call me a meterosexual... I mean, c'mon.... me, urbane?.. yeah, right.... let me just go and piss off my back porch and yell at the deer...
... anyway, I see now that I have been vindicated in my lowly regard of his slander... how?... well, Sadie has passed judgment... and as it turns out, I'm not a meterosexual... I'm just a retrosexual Hillbilly with good taste in shoes... see?...
...click here for a better view...
... H.S. Trask, baby... buffalo leather... besides... if loving buffalo leather saddle shoes is wrong.. well, I just don't want to be right...
on April 01, 2005
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You must be drunk again, Eric, because there are some obvious punctuation errors in that sentence. Let me help:
if loving buffalo, leather & saddle shoes is wrong.. well, I just don't want to be right...
.. holy shit... you were there?...
Heh heh. Harvey, he punctuates just likes a Retrosexual....
The buffalo gave him a hickey...it was cute. Eric met it at the Buffalohandler...
Those are some sexy feet, Eric.
At least they are not Wallabes or Birkenstocks.
Those are some might sharp looking shoes!
I have heard them called, Queer Shoes, but that was a long time ago. I don't know if he is funny, he has not kissed me yet. If he tries, I will then tell everyone, Cat.
.. you're all heart, Catfish..
Eric didn't try to kiss me either.
I feel fat & unattractive now :-(
That was a compliment, dude. Everybody knows oxfords are chick magnets.