Alan looked up in awe at the massive from that was his father, Rick.
"Alan !, Alan!" Rick called into his sons room.
Rick was a very athletic minded, body conscious man. Unfortunately he was also a very large one at the moment as well. As Ricks huge socked feet made teir way across the floor toward Alan he instinctively dove out of the way. Out of the way and right inot his own sneaker that was lying on its side on the floor.
As Rick approached Alan hid deeper in the smelly cave.
His enormous father sat on the bed and spoke aloud to himself, "I guess he wont mind me borrowing his running shoes since I left mine at the gym."
"WHAT !" Alan thought. As he scrambled to the heal of the now uprighted shoe.
First Rick slid his foot into the left shoe and tied it up nice and tight.
Again he spoke aloud, "Good thing we both wear the same size 14's"
Alan began jumping up and down in the interior of the running shoe yelling " In here, dad ! HELP. I'm in here. Please don't step on me !!!!"
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