Tuesday, August 05, 2008

 

Stamp out our long national nightmare!

Stop Crocs now.

(If Dr. ER finds out I posted this, I'm dead meat.)

--ER

(Written tongue in cheek. ... Wait ... Crocs don't have tongues ...)

Comments:
You can blame me! Does Dr. E.R. have any of the high heels?
 
ER,

I don't think I have EVER agreed with you more!

Crocs are a menace!

Do you know how many of my Kung Fu students wear crocs to class? I have instituted a No-crocs rule.

Non-negotiable.

I got tired of beginning the kicking drills and then having to dodge a hailstorm of Crocs.

Shudder.
 
Sorry, I just don't have the time or the energy to go after crocs too. I'm still trying to get people to stop wearing capri pants. :)
 
Alas, the ER household is a house divided on the Crocs issue.

And, oh yeah: Capri pants in someone's closet, not mine, and I ain't sayin' whose but it's not Ice-T's or Eames's either!

And, I swear: A ratty ol' pair of leg warmers! Retained as a historic artifact.
 
For what it is worth, I only even just learned what "Crocs" were a week ago.
I have found that when an item finally ends up in a thrift store its fad has run the course.
I'll keep an eye out an let you know when that happens.
 
Whoa. Some of the comments on this post have done went and disappeared!

No high heels as far as I know, Trixie.
 
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