You lucky bastard
we wore clogs full of broken glass
( the RAND corporation - thats Hitlertainment..., Fri 6 Apr 2007, 23:37, archived)

You had it easy!
we were forced to walk on hot coals and use our scar tissue as our shoes!
( Willwillwritehiswill Why, yes!, Fri 6 Apr 2007, 23:39, archived)

At least you were allowed to use your feet
I had to keep mine good for Sunday school
(sarcasticgoat Coming in your ears, Fri 6 Apr 2007, 23:42, archived)

you actually _had_ feet!
luxury!
( discomeats carpet carpet carpet cement!, Fri 6 Apr 2007, 23:43, archived)

we had to share feet
I had them Wednesday and Saturdays.
( the RAND corporation - thats Hitlertainment..., Fri 6 Apr 2007, 23:44, archived)

I only got a left foot on a Sunday
Had to hop to church
(sarcasticgoat Coming in your ears, Fri 6 Apr 2007, 23:48, archived)

Still, if you told anyone outside of B3ta this
They wouldn't believe you
(iapetus, Fri 6 Apr 2007, 23:51, archived)

Right...
when I were a lad my dad use to used to cut off my feet every morning so that my mum could boil them up with a couple of handfuls of filthy gravel to feed my fifteen brothers and seventeen sisters. They'd make me stand in Mt.Etna to cauterize the wounds before I went to school and if I was late the teacher would murder me in cold blood after I'd written out the entire contents of Encyclopaedia Britannica, from memory, onto the blackboard.
( Puromycin will be eating jaffa cakes on, Sat 7 Apr 2007, 0:53, archived)

Clogs? We used to dream of clogs.
Our ma used to cut our feet off so she wouldn't have to buy us shoes.
( n8ive Monsters from the id!, Fri 6 Apr 2007, 23:42, archived)

Cutting? Cutting?
You don't know you're born!
( Pedantichrist http://lordmanley.co.uk/gas/, Sat 7 Apr 2007, 0:03, archived)