Pointy Toes
Ok, I’ll have to admit that I just spent the last half an hour or so playing Painkiller. But, before that, I was working on the boss’s website again. I get a little caught up in doing things and the whole night is gone in a flash.
What I was thinking about today was men in pointy-toed shoes. I saw a guy walking by me as I was on my way to Tim’s and he had the pointy shoes.
Now you don’t see too many men sporting those shoes, even though it’s been the style for women’s shoes for a few years now. And I had to wonder why not.
The reason I wondered why not is because when I buy the pointy-toed shoes, I have to get another size bigger than what I normally wear – just so my feet won’t be squished up. This, of course, makes my feet look even bigger than the snowshoes that they are normally.
So when I saw Mr. Pointy Toes today I remembered that old correlation about size – you know, the size of the feet meaning something about the size of the penis (aren’t I medical?).
So it made me think of all those insecure guys out there who would want women to think that they had big feet *wink, wink* and, therefore, wouldn’t they be buying the pointy shoes so that their feet would look bigger?
It is sad that that’s the first thing I thought of when I saw Mr. Pointy Toes. My mind is in the gutter. Don’t tell my honey that I’m such a pig. Oh, wait, he already knows. I think that may be why he loves me. Nah, it’s my brains and amazingly good looks *cough*.
So that’s all she wrote. It’s already 11:00 and I haven’t vegged out yet and we’ll have to go to bed soon so my honey can get up at 8:30. Not me, though. I’m planning on sleeping til noon (which means I’ll probably wake at 6:45).
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You ever tried to buy size 9 triple D wide pointy shoes? Only in clown school.