“And Why Are You Barefoot?”

  • by Kent“There was, like, a big puddle.”
  • It is a crepuscular melange
  • questionably fashionable folk costumes
  • and octopus finger
  • no need to dress up

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“And why are you barefoot?” John demanded of Troy.

“There was, like, a big puddle.” Several seconds passed in silence before Troy continued. “So, like, my yeti feet got all wet. I wouldn’t have walked through it, but I needed to take the shortcut so I wouldn’t miss the crepes suzettes. The ninja union gets these guys really good craft services, especially for breakfast. I saw the descrtiption of it posted in the breakroom — ‘It is a crepuscular melange of sweetness to greet the dawn.’ But you have to be near the front of the line to get any.”

“Two million two thousand two hundred and twenty!” John yelled. To Troy he said, “These renegade garrisons and their questionably fashionable folk costumes. The fur is simply impractical.”

“It’s great for keeping warm in the snow,” Troy disagreed amicably. “The catering for lunch is good, too. Stuffed pork wings and octopus fingers.”

“Shut up about the food,” John snapped. “Let’s just finish this job and go home, and there’ll be no need to dress up like creepy alpine apes anymore.”

“I might stick with it,” Troy said, using his left foot to scratch his right ankle.

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