I know you can’t see them, but, I have succumb to the dark side, yes the underworld Crocs regime. I am now one of the croc heads that I defiled and ridiculed. Lord have mercy and heave me away from this abomination! Damn things are a size 15 and I only wear a size 11, so as to fit over the bandages. Bear Claw MADE me buy them, $60.00 bucks…

46 thoughts on “I know you can’t see them, but, I have succumb to the dark side, yes the underworld Crocs regime. I am now one of the croc heads that I defiled and ridiculed. Lord have mercy and heave me away from this abomination! Damn things are a size 15 and I only wear a size 11, so as to fit over the bandages. Bear Claw MADE me buy them, $60.00 bucks…

  1. You poor poor man! The indignity of it all!

    Best of luck man, and thanks for all the wonderful entertainment as well, always a chuckle.

  2. Oh no. It doesn’t work like that, my friend. One does not merely buy footwear and instantly become a member of the Croc Brotherhood.

    You will have to prove your worthiness first!

    You will be driven a series of tests that will push your endurance to the breaking point and even beyond! Each one MUST be passed. No exceptions, no quarter asked for and none given!

    For your first test: You must drink a quart of Cardhu … and then successfully go to the washroom and relieve yourself WITHOUT hanging on to the walls!

    I like the fact that Crocs can be easily cleaned after pesky bathroom accidents.
    😊👍

  3. Wearing crocs is like getting fellated by a man. It feels kind of good until you look down and realise you are gay. I pray for your rapid recovery and return to the fraternity of manly men. We shall not mention this incident again. At least not every day.

  4. I think that the crocs can be excused under the present circumstances. But once you’re healed up, they really should be retired. That is all.

  5. You could really go over the top during your “experimental phase”, get some of those little doohickeys that pop into the little holes, and really express your self

  6. Well CederQ ole chum. Normally if someone (male and conservative) tells me they are now wearing crocs, I would tell them to go back to momma’s basement and get a Bluesky membership, but you have a physical necessity in this instance and you are “forgiven” PROVIDED you promise to toss ’em into the nearest trash barrel when the need is completed.
    DON’T LISTEN TO FILTHIE!, He succumbed to the darkside a loooong time ago and there is no hope there.

  7. May just be some kind of weird Native American joke he’s playing on you, Kevin. Remember that his ancestors thought nothing of riding a thousand miles down to Mexico to steal their horses, eat their frijoles and commit unnatural acts with their womens, so driving from Comancheria north to South Dakota would have been easy for him. Be afraid, be VERY afraid of what he comes up with next. My advice would be if he comes up with some kinda Injun Medicine Man cure, just shoot him.

  8. Since you have gone this far you might as well ditch the pickup and get a Subaru Outback.

  9. Follow EVERY step instruction the docs give you, no scrimping.
    Getting the feet to heal properly is not to be trifled with.
    I had to deal with this when my dad got up in age with poor circulation and the resulting medical stuff.
    Prayers for speedy recovery and again, do all that is instructed, including bandage changes, antibiotics and cleaning. I hope there is a nurse practitioner assigned to help you with it for a few weeks.

    • I want to give this a strong second. My dad dealt with poor circulation in his lower extremities due to being diabetic, and he had a horrible time trying to get even minor sores on his feet and calves to heal up. He struggled with that for a couple of years, and was easily on track for having both legs amputated blow the knee. But then he went and had a massive heart attack, and passed on before he had to suffer the indignity of being carved up like an animal in a slaughterhouse.

      Which – in retrospect – is something I’m thankful for, even though I miss my old man terribly, and still feel cheated that he died so young. The flip side of that is it would’ve killed me inside to watch his quality of life decline precipitously, and he was probably 6 months to a year (at most) away from exactly that accelerated rate of decline at the time of his passing.

      All of which is to say, take care of that stuff seriously, because failing to do so will lead to far worse outcomes.

  10. The great spirit in me is almost to medicine man level. I can turn even one of the toughest sumbitches to the dark side no matter how much bad medicine you whitemen speak with forked younger to him.

    If you don’t stop the pipe and herbs will come out and be mixed with the fire and smoke and lifted over the land by the helper spirits and condemn you to a life of mental misery until YOU too honor the great spirit as well and join the dark side.

  11. Just wait till you see the polkadot suntan on your good foot from those things 😉

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