Seasons greetings an' all that shit. Anyway, on to more pressing matters. I'm pretty sure I've read something like this elsewhere (quite probably UK Resistance to be honest), but I have to show you this. Background: I'm a bit of a tight twat and so have been visiting clubs, bars etc in a pair of shitty old Vans trainers (see below) for the last 6 months; but recently one of my friends got married. I entertained the idea of wearing my trainers with a suit, but after testing the notion in a mirror, decided against it. So I jumped in the car (it's a Lamborghini*) and found a shoe shop. I bought the first pair of black shoes I saw:
Snow! On Christmas!
I wore them.
A week later I dropped a contact lens next to them, bent down to find it and cast a glance inside the shoe. This is what I saw:
There! Next to the Game Gear!
A Dreamcast joypad!!! How unbelievaby, utterly randomly glorious is that?!
* - Lie