Friday, November 10, 2006
The Sincerest Form Of Flattery
The Final Showdown: Syar Feet vs. Infidel Feet Part IV
I just wanted to let you guys know that attempting to assume another persons identity isn't nearly the simple task that movies portray. For me, it was literally, no small FEAT. (Bad Pun!)
Some of you may remember how I became a Malaysian teenage super blogger on Halloween. I've decided to relinquish her good name, mainly because I got rejected for all the credit cards I applied for using the name of "Syar." I tried and failed to supplant her here in the blogosphere, and I blame it all on my spindly E.T. finger-like toes that can never hope to compare to the robust fullness of Syar's little piggies. I mean, just look at the side by side comparison for evidence of that. It's obvious that Syar has engaged in toe "augmentation" surgery to plump those beauties up. Either that, or she's guilty of stuffing to make it look like she's got more than she really has. Alas, whatever the reason, people just couldn't be fooled by my cheap imitation of her. Duncan McLeod of the Highlander clan McLeod was correct, "In the end, there can be only ONE."
By the way, why is it such an oddity to others for a grown woman to strip off her shoes, and then put on rainbow striped socks, in order to snap pictures of her own feet while standing on sample floor tiles in the middle of Home Depot? Customers stopped in their tracks to watch, and my daughter Monkey had to usher them away with a wave of her hand, telling them, "There's nothing to see here, people. Just a lady taking pictures of her socks in the middle of the aisle. Move along now.".