I LIKE BIG BOOTS AND I CANNOT LIE

I Understand. Ok, maybe i don't really understand, but i can deal. I can deal with the piercings, the bullet belts, the safety pins, the chains, the black, the makeup, the hair and most every other ridiculous accessory. I mean - do you. But there is still one thing that i just don't get. I can't figure it out. What the fuck is up with those super clog/platform boot jump-offs. As Joey D so derisively screamed out of his car-window at a Goth on Avenue A, "Where are you going? THE FUCKING MOON????" Maybe they are full of massage beads. Maybe every goth is actually 4 feet tall. Maybe they all have deformed lizard feet like Paully p. No matter what the reason, I kinda wish they were made of solid concrete so I could lure them on the Marilyn Manson circle line tour of manhattan and sink them all. Honestly have any of you ever seen pauls feet? They are crazy. Like Hobbit crazy. Now mine are nothing to smile at, in fact they're more like fingers really- I think I can pick up a tennis ball with these bad boys. So now that I think about it, Paully P and I in a pair of flip flops may be way more horror/gore inspiring than any goth in the above pictured concrete doof boots....hmmmm. you decide.