… or at least they know my commands.
I received these custom Chucks for Yaksmas.
Funny story about them. At least one that I think is funny. One that gives an entirely new meaning to sneakernet.
The “D0NTPAN1C” stitched into the back of them? That *was* my master password. Well, kind of. It was the one I had set up so the Husbear could access my information if I got hit by a bus. (Apparently, he is unaware of case-sensitivity when it comes to passwords.) But I changed the password anyway.
Next time I’ll just seal the password in an envelope and not actually tell him what the password is.
Until next time...
What a Hoopy Frood you are.
Fun! If only the othe shoe could’ve said “M0STLY HARMLE55”
Damn. Now I have to change my password again. 😉
Sniff, sniff….mmm.
Now how about those “other” foot related pics we discussed?
Trust me. Scary feet. The shoes are about as good as it gets from me. 😉
Sad face from this pervert…
One never knows when a random foot picture might present itself. I tend to do those kinds of things after I’ve had a drink or two….
They are all the rage of fashion on Volgon
I wonder if they put Volgon poetry on shoes….