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Wow! Those LA boots are great! I can so see you scooting around a sawdust-covered floor in those boots.
I know, huh? I love the pelicans! Just too cool.
Okay, you’ve had more time on your hands today than I have. This post should be on my blog – or are you going to take lessons, too????
Lessons? Nah. I’ve been practicing in the kitchen with Miah! He’s the only one who’ll dance with me! I made this post for you actually! I can only dream of Lucchese boots, unless I hock my boat!
Haha, man, check out those boots! I’ve never seen anything like ’em! Wow. Whoever owns those must be the talk of the town.
Rocky, if I had those boots, I’d dance to your music in them! Do you dance?