I just can't abide the sound flip-flops make when someone walks in them. That thppt-thpppt-thppt sound drives me nuts. That smacking on the back of the heal drives me to distraction. That is the main reason I wear sandals that have a strap on them that goes over the top of my foot. It cuts down on the flip-flop sound and doesn't drive me out of my gourd.
I had a whole diatribe in my head that I was planning on spewing out, but sadly, or perhaps joyfully, it, that is the rant, vanished from my short memory as soon as I wrote "I just can't abid the sound fli-flops make when someone walks in them..."
Ah well, such is life.
1 comment:
I know what you mean.
Most of my best thoughts are lost somewhere between the synapse and the drive home.
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