Dress Your Age Not Your Shoe Size
Yesterday, a cute brown haired boy approached me, carrying a little, plastic, green foot in his hands. He showed the item to me, and in a funny voice said, "My green foot is lonely!"
I looked up at him, speechless. He was probably around twelve years-old. All I could think was,
"Get away from me, Kid. You're gonna get me arrested!" Though I suppose if I did, I would only have myself to blame. Maybe I really should stop wearing clothes from high school...