shyguy

gum

Congratulations, and some nice boots by the way.

sword

an Interesting thing regarding jeans happened to me recently. I was about to do some late night shopping (avoiding crowds) and picked up some jeans from by my wardrobe. Pulled them on and went to do them up, the button was on the wrong side. My wife had thrown her jeans on my side of the bed. I did them up and went downstairs to get my wifes shopping list, and she remarked on my "new jeans" . As we continued discussing our shopping, I dropped it to her that the jeans were actually hers, and then it became "obvious as they fit all wrong". She hadn't noticed the fit until I clued her in, so it proved to her that most of her reasons for me not wearing any womens clothing at all are unfounded as even she hadn't noticed her own jeans on me. And they were very comfortable jeans to wear as you all point out, although I had to take them off before shopping and put my own jeans on.

traffic

shirt

skateboard

Terminator (and 2 and 3)

while searching for more shoe sites, I came across a foot fetish site, and the fools were taken in by someone wearing empress shoes and passing it off as being barefoot . I saw straight through it of course.

roadrunner

tommy cooper

As we have so many engineers here..... An engineer's view of Santa.... There are approximately two billion children (persons under 18) in the world. However, since Santa does not visit children of Muslim, Hindu, Jewish or Buddhist (except maybe in Japan) religions, this reduces the workload for Christmas night to 15% of the total, or 378 million (according to the Population Reference Bureau). At an average (census) rate of 3.5 children per household, that comes to 108 million homes, presuming that there at least one good child in each. Santa has about 31 hours of Christmas to work with, thanks to the different time zones and the rotation of the earth, assuming he travels east to west (which seems logical). This works out to 967.7 visits per second. This is to say that for each Christian household with a good child, Santa has around 1/1000th of a second to park the sleigh, hop out, jump down the chimney, fill the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left for him, get back up the chimney, jump into the sleigh and get on to the next house. Assuming that each of these 108 million stops is evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false, but will accept for the purposes of our calculations), we are now talking about 0.78 miles per household; a total trip of 75.5 million miles, not counting bathroom stops or breaks. This means Santa's sleigh is moving at 650 miles per second -- 3,000 times the speed of sound. For purposes of comparison, the fastest man-made vehicle, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a poky 27.4 miles per second, and a conventional reindeer can run (at best) 15 miles per hour. The payload of the sleigh adds another interesting element. Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium sized Lego set (two pounds), the sleigh is carrying over 500 thousand tons, not counting Santa himself. On land, a conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300 pounds. Even granting that the "flying" reindeer could pull ten times the normal amount, the job can't be done with eight or even nine of them-Santa would need 360,000 of them. This increases the payload, not counting the weight of the sleigh, another 54,000 tons, or roughly seven times the weight of the Queen Elizabeth (the ship, not the monarch). 600,000 tons traveling at 650 miles per second creates enormous air resistance-this would heat up the reindeer in the same fashion as a spacecraft reentering the earth's atmosphere. The lead pair of reindeer would absorb 14.3 quintillion joules of energy per second each. In short, they would burst into flames almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind them and creating deafening sonic booms in their wake. The entire reindeer team would be vaporized within 4.26 thousandths of a second, or right about the time Santa reached the fifth house on his trip. Not that it matters, however, since Santa, as a result of accelerating from a dead stop to 650 m.p.s. in .001 seconds, would be subjected to acceleration forces of 17,500 g's. A 250 pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of the sleigh by 4,315,015 pounds of force, instantly crushing his bones and organs and reducing him to a quivering blob of pink goo. Therefore, if Santa did exist, he's dead now. Merry Christmas.

mini me

As a non believer WarrenB is now obliged to only wear flat shoes, and inhabit an area where only flat shoes are sold regardless of gender.

Hey congratulations Scotty and wife, hope above all else that the pregnancy and birth goes well. Good luck. BTW we already have 3 girls here, I'm a minority group in my own house now

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secrecy

were they? what else would go with those shoes??

Excellent story, and in true Dallas style "it was all a dream" nice one onyourtoes. More please.

Its a bit early to say yet, I know but it is beginning to look as though there are no ordinary people here, only extraordinary people.

:bday: Daz, 22, I was 22 once (shyguy stares into distance....)

What a great Xmas you will have, anyone else getting shoes for xmas?

Hmmm maybe doctor shoe can tell us how these shoes are made or how we can modify our own to a similar design?

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