Mentioned to my sister, who is also a barefoot mum, that I was contributing to this discussion on barefeet and she suggested I put this into the pot for a bit of a laugh! Yesterday took my two boys for dinner at McDonalds just down the road (not a big fan of McD's but its a bloody easy option!), they order the normal stuff, burger, french fries (chips in our language) and drink - but they have this rather 'cute' habit of throwing all their rubbish and any leftover food on the floor and then running off and playing on the playground. I wasnt watching them, talking to a friend who was there at the same time, when I turned round to get up and go out to the bloody playground, you guest it, my right foot landed right in a pile of fucking french fries! My friend saw my foot land in it and we both had a huge laugh! Certainly I've stood in dog shit, mainly at night when taking our dogs for a walk, so it doesnt really count, but I thought french fries was bloody brilliant! The joys of going barefoot!!!!:devil:
Spilled sugar on the baking aisle at Wal Mart (made it a point to walk through it hah), or maybe this one time when I went to pick up a pizza at Papa John's, I went inside and noticed a thin layer of flour all over the floor. The floor was white tile so the flour was completely invisible, but it was a really nice, interesting sensation.
Solemum, LOL - 'would you like fries with that'??!! haha! The funniest thing ive stepped - hmmm.... Well this was way back when i was younger when i first started 'getting the taste' for going barefoot, over 10 years ago... I was at Bournemouth beach in the summer which is a lovely sandy tourist beach on the south coast. It has a tarmaced promenade that goes all the way along to Sandbanks in Poole for about 5 miles - love walking barefoot along there!! So i had been doing just that, and was waiting for friends who had gone to the loo before heading back. There are lots of restaurants cafes and arcades along the prom and it gets pretty messy with litter and trash after a busy day as you can imagine. So i was just standing around waiting enjoying the sun without a care in the world.... They finally come back and start laughing at me, one says 'wtf are you standing in?!'. I look down and see a huge puddle of melted ice cream that i had stood in without even realising! Obviously my mates all thought this was hilarious, and we had a good laugh about it! had to spend the rest of the afternoon with sticky ice cream between my toes, lol!! I remember that day well, it was blistering hot, lovely!! :sunny: Bournemouth is great for bare feet, always see a few other barefooters too!!
The funniest, as in having fun while standing on, or rather in it, was (and is) mud - especially when encountering ankle-deep mud puddles, which make my bare feet look like I'm wearing Earthen Vibram's Five-Fingers. . A funny feeling was standing on pea-sized hail stones, which were littered around our office building, after a violent hail shower had passed last week's Tuesday. Since almost instantly afterwards, the clouds broke up and the sun came out, I just had to step outside, slip out of my office shoes and explore that surface... it felt like someone had taken a sack full of pebbles, put them in the freezer and then spilled them onto the ground... The funniest, as in slapstick, would have been stepping barefoot onto a banana peel... but since I didn't want to present the image of a big-bellied barefooter, walking and then going ass-over-teakettle from slipping, I evaded that slapstick trap and just a picture as evidence of a rather untypical danger to bare feet on the road... Wiggling bare toes, ~*Ganesha*~
Whilst walking through a multi storey car park and not looking were I was walking I stood in a load of oil took ages to clean off, Also fire walking in quite good fun
the wood board floor of a bookstore where i was a clerk. the boss never complained about me being bf so he only saw me shod once: during the first day. well, part of it . that wooden floor was covered with some sticky stuff, it looked like wood resin. apart from the sticky feeling, all the ground outside was covered with pine cone needles so it took a short time each day until my feet collected dirt and needles to the point o saturation. this amused a lot the customers when i had to kneel down to fetch more books from below the benches, giving them a clear look at my sooper messy bare feet. i heard them giggle behind my shoulders each time. no prob.
On the boardwalk at the shore, I stepped on (accidentally) a piece pizza that was on the ground (sauce & cheese side up) and a scoop of ice cream that must have fallen off someone's cone.
there is a small spot of tar on the ground near a stop light in my town. whenever i come in there on my motorcycle i rest my left foot over there and during summer it gets so soft i can leave TOE PRINTS ON THE ASPHALT. I always wonder if the next biker will notice that.
Funny feeling today: freshly-fallen snow in the early morning, turning to slush about an hour later, squelching up between my bare toes (and no, I didn't get frostbitten this time. I only felt a slight frosty nibble at my toes.) The snowy interlude was short-lived, though, as all traces of it were gone during the day. Wiggling bare toes, ~*Ganesha*~
I like Ganesha. Let's hope he doesn't get driven out like another member of this forum! My admiration, and compliments of the season to you, sir!!:sunny: