My dad is legendary. At the cottage, he likes to go “on patrol”. These are just short walks. His footwear of choice when going on these “patrols”? Rubber boots. Always. Ever since I was a kid, he’s been patrolling in rubber galoshes. It’s what he likes.
One time when we were younger, he put on his boots to go for a stroll. He couldn’t quite fit his foot in there. He didn’t know what was wrong but his toe wouldn’t go all the way to the end. Damned if he knew what was wrong. Until he took it off.
Evidence was that a frog had made that boot his home, and was alive until that point.
Despite this…unfortunate turn of events, my dad still loves his rubber boots and I can all but guarantee that he will have them on his feet at some point in the day today.
Love you dad!
Die with your boots on….Code of the Road-Danko Jones playing right now from Saw 6 soundtrack…
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Poor toad!!
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An unfortunate way to go for the frog!
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Toad The Dead Sprocket.
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Silverchair Frogstomp
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Weren’t those Sprocket guys on the KISS My Ass tribute? If so that was the trigger point in my brain. lol
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You got it man they did that terrible acoustic version of Rock and Roll all Nite. It’s terrible.
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