I'm having an iffy week, so no big intricate posts. Today it's mostly an image from Philadelphia's Chinatown. It made me laugh. (click image to enlarge.)
Last I checked, shoes do not even have a pancreas to produce insulin, let alone a malfunctioning one where a loafer, pump or strappy sandal will now need to check its blood sugar and give itself an injection once or twice a day.
And when the shoe's diabetes is out of control and it has to have a below the knee amputation, how does it fit into its own shoe?
I am thoroughly confused. So many questions............so many questions.......
Song by: Allison Moorer