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The lady is in conversation with the shoe, (which I'm reliably informed DOES HAPPEN, chaps), and the conversation goes something like this:
SHOE: Look at me, am I not wonderful?
LADY: You are the most wonderful shoe in the world. I fall to my knees and weep with pleasure when I am with you.
PAUSE
LADY: You are BEAUTY. You are TRUTH. In you I find my SALVATION.
SHOE: Thank you. You are a nice lady.
Buying a gift for the family's equivalent of Imelda Marcos?This should do the trick with style!
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