Title: Mr. iPod and his Sexy Shoes
Date: 28-Jan-2005

I was an iPod shuffle, with arms and legs. My body was the shuffle, turned upside down and my face was on the blank white part of the shuffle, and the controls were on my abdomen. Appropriately, the headphone jack was on my bottom. My arms and legs were all white, but I was wearing jet black skateboarding shoes.

I was walking along the beach, it was evening after sunset but still light out, and I came across a bar. I decided to go in and have a beer, but there was a big line-up. I went to the front and asked how long it would be and the bouncer told me that the line-up was for people who arrived too early and that I was allowed to go right in. I looked over at the line and people looked back at me with impatient looks on their faces.

I went into the bar, and the hostess/bouncer inside was a really good looking, slim woman with long, brown hair. With the shirt she had on, you could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. She told me I couldn't wear my sandy shoes into the bar, and that I should take them off. I said that I would just brush off off the sand, but she insisted I had to remove them. When I asked why, she said that she didn't want me to brush them off because she didn't want everyone to get all sexually excited. I told her she was being silly and started to brush off my shoes. As I was doing this, I could see she was getting all hot and excited... she was writhing around and touching her breasts. But then I realized she wasn't looking at me, she was focussed on my shoes; apparently me brushing the shoes lightly like that is what was getting her so excited.

Once my shoes were cleaned off, I went to the bar and discovered it was like a charity funds BBQ, and they were already out of beer.