While visiting Ron and Jen for dinner I decided to experiment with a fix for my squeaky shoes. Lately they have been making a noise similar to a duck quack when I walk. My theory is that the rubber layers have separated. The plan was to heat it up till the layers re-fuse again, ending the squeak. With the help of Ron's butane torch I was able to get it hot enough to stink up his house and half the neighborhood, but the squeaking prevailed. I still think the theory is correct, but to completely refuse the layers will require more burning than would be tolerated in any populated area. In case you've never burned shoe-grade rubber I can confidently tell you it stinks horribly. To celebrate our failure, I decided to consume a full quarter of a German chocolate cake.
User Comments for 02-25-2005:
My side hurts from laughing so much!! We got a call this morning that some people are coming to look at the house tommorow so I just finished cleaning the black rubber smears off my basement floor from you walking around on it! Excelcier |
Bye the way, you forgot your stolen pylon in my FRONT WHEEL DRIVE minivan. Excelcier |
I can't believe you erased my footsteps of love. AtomicInternet |
Not a hope in hell I'm going to respond to that comment! Excelcier |