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In a thrift store in L.A. there was a boy named Ben. Ben was an average guy who just was out looking for a cheep tuxedo jacket to be able to go to his ritzy-pitzy dance event and not feel out of place among the mega-wealthy. At the last thrift store Ben had stopped at he had just bought himself a pair of new (new to him) shoes to replace the ones he had boughten over a year and 1/2 ago to trek all over Europe in. He liked his new shoes very much. The shoes were of a brand he didn't recognize and couldn't pronounce but they were blue (one of his more fovorite colors) and confortable and fit perfectly. Soooo..... while at thrift store #2 Ben removed his new/used shoes to try on some pants to match his jacket but when he turned around they were gone. He searched high and low for them and as a last resort employed his younger siblings to run around the store and look on everyone's feet.

We found Maxine sitting on an old over-stuffed chair in the furniture section looking completely rediculous being and 73 year old woman with feet problems and wearing my blue tennis shoes. She said she had never found any shoes that felt more comfortable or fit better...

so i let her keep em' and left the store bare feet wearing my tux.

The moral of this story... i leave up to you.