Fucking Weird

I do quite like the smell of fresh shoes. But not en masse as a family gathering. So much that has became a tradition. We pass the shoe round. Fucking hell. Imagine marrying into that family or go on there for your first and someone gets you a pair of shoes and you go pass that a second. Oh don't put them on here. Everyone's gonna stick. Not your fucking not your pervert. You're gonna sit me sure. I would ruin that shoe. Ruin those shoes for the rest of the night. And that'll be the crack of the party. So f***ing weird. That nearly made me leave. Do you remember when the left room now