One hundred followers!
How many followers does one need to formally become a cult?
I’ll need every one of you to forward me your life savings, so I can buy a retreat in the hills where I can educate you all with the Teachings of the Shoe.
I shall be baptised anew as The Grand Choo!
We will read together from great works of literature, like the Taming of the Shoe, A Tale of Shoe Cities, and Shoe Koo Ka Shoe, I Am The Walrus.
Of course, being a cult and all, and with me as your revered leader, we’re all going to have to indulge in group sex.. With shoes on. Hey, don’t judge me, it’s the rules.
We will live in peace, harmony and perfectly fitted footwear forever!
Okay, maybe not forever, but a while.
When we finally shuffle off this mortal coil in our beaded slippers, we will then be re-united with our loved ones.
Not those loved ones, our real loved ones!
Christian, Jimmy, Stacy and Donald, all together again, skipping through the heavenly aisles, red soles flashing in the….
Oh. Sorry.
Got a little distracted there.
Seriously though, hitting the 100 followers mark is a pretty cool feeling.
I trust I’ve kept you all relatively entertained for the past eight months or so?
Now that I’ve expanded the blog to include my food, I should have at least another eight months worth of crap to show you.
Don’t worry though, it’s really good crap.
At least I think it is.
Thank you, Occasional Reader, for your mouse clicking finger. For clicking on that like or follow button, and for validating one man’s obsession(s), even if you didn’t mean to.
P.S. Don’t forget to send the money. This Kool Aid isn’t cheap.
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