Crocs.
This is a scarier vision of the future than Mad Max or Waterworld, y'all. I would rather fight mohawk sportin' leather-clad homocidal maniacs for gasoline -- I would even rather be forced to fall in love with a jet-skiing, mulleted Kevin Costner -- than face a future where Crocs are the footwear of choice.
(Read more about how much I hate Crocs here.)
5 comments:
Orange even, ugh!
I recently had a sex dream about my hockey coach, so I was really antse about seeing him last night at my lesson. But when I walked in the rink, he had on a pair of Crocs... I'm sure he will not be popping up in my dreams anymore.
Sorry: antsy
I'm really starting to hate them too.
Kristi: Yeah, what a buzz kill.
Grant: We should start a web ring!
Chris: Funnier than the number of theatres it's opening in might suggest, but not funny enough.
Megan: My guess would be his costume designer has a small budget and a sense of humor.
Vicki, this is my 1st time to your site; but I too hate crocs. So that alone puts you on my blogroll!
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