Orange and Fuzzy

It happened completely without me knowing. I woke up one morning when I was 14 with my left foot swollen and covered in orange fur. It wasn't in any kind of pain and the fact that I could walk on it normally was quite a surprise to the team of doctors that had examined it. The scientific community had never seen such an anomaly and in the end I was told to just live with it. And that's just what I did.

Buying a pair of shoes is tough when your left foot is size 16 and your right is only size 11. It's tough to find a matching pair. Thankfully the left foot was pretty resistant to all forms of weather and temperature change so I just started walking around with it bare, or as bare as I could get it. Chicks dug the left foot. They'd paint the toenails on it and braid the fur. I would look down their shirts as they did both. When your 14 you'll take any boob shot you can get and that includes getting a pedicure on your mutant left foot if needed.

The high school football coach caught the story of my foot and when I entered ninth grade he asked me to kick for the football team. I would wallop the crap out of the ball setting state records that will stand the test of time.

I just drew a picture of the foot which I actually drew with my own left foot. Check it out.




Happy New Years Folks.