High Heeled Hell

I've said it many times before, and I'll say it again - I hope the man who invented high-heeled shoes (and you know it was a man) is spending eternity in 3-inch heels. And not just walking around in them. No, he has to go up and down stairs, carry heavy objects, go grocery shopping, dance for 2 hours at a stretch and drive a stick. Every day. For eternity.

If I ever think of wearing these damn strappy 3-inch heels to work again, please slap me. Hard.