M: I just laughed out loud. Are you fucking kidding me with this?
|for sale on eBay! No, seriously.|
A: Oh! I meant to send you those earlier today. I think Chie is smoking crack.
M: DUCKS. ON SHOES.
A: They retailed for $375! TOO FAR, ANTHRO.
M: Coming in fall 2012, Chicken on a String!
A: If you wore your duck head shoes with your chicken on a string you would reach MAXIMUM ANTHRO TWEE-NESS. And my head would explode.
M: I think we could ramp it up. Maybe with Bjork's swan dress?
M: I call this look "Bird Flu".
A: She is batshit but I always kind of loved her for wearing that insane dress. I mean, who else?
M: Oh, I give her mad respect. Perhaps a subtle headpiece?
A: PUT A BIRD ON IT.
M: ON ALL OF IT.
A: Dude, but seriously. People bought the duck head shoes.
M: I really feel like this is some kind of prank.
A: I think they bought them to go with this mallard sweater vest:
A: Marianne? Are you okay?
M: *yelling from the floor*
I'm on the floor and I can't move. Forward my calls.
A: I'M GOING TO PUT A BIRD ON IT.
M: *Marianne is currently away from the computer and cannot return your email.*
A: MARIANNE COME BACK I HAVE A BIRD FOR YOU TO PUT ON. IT.
M: I'm sorry, you want to put a bird on WHAT, EXACTLY?
A: On...It? I'm sorry, I don't even know.
M: Because I'm reading 50 Shades of Grey and I AM NOT GETTING INTO KINKY BIRD STUFF.
A: You can take your sexy Twilight fanfic and go stand over................................................there.
M: .....................................WITH NO BIRDS ON "IT".
M: You started it.