Step, step, step, step, step. I've done this before. Every single day. I'm so used to it. And yet, I love every second of it. My name is Drexial, and I'm getting on in years. I'm the left brother of a shoe named Lexael. We have been all over the place, let me tell you. Our owner, this awesome guy, wears us all the time. We're the only shoes he ever wears, and we're still in pretty damn good shape, let me tell you. At first, we had some boring ass name. It may be stitched into me and engraved in my workings, not to mention written on my box, but our owner renamed us. He based our names on the anagram of his name which is his username here. We've been on several hour car rides back and forth from his beach house, we've been all over the halls of a middle school and a REALLY HUGE high school too. We've been all over countless houses, and god only knows how many feet we've walked. And one thing's for sure; if there's a tempo to keep, one of us two, if not both, will be excitedly tapping to the beat, even when there isn't one to tap to. Sometimes, our owner and us are content to just tap to the beat of his life, just tapping along. I mean, we get to rest when he's at home, and usually the weekends are spent with us just sleeping, but on the rare occasions when he migrates during the weekends, we're always along for the ride. You may have noticed I have no laces. This is because I am a free spirit, and I have a soul, believe me. It's made of firm rubber, making me just as fit as a laced shoe to do...well, anything really. Oh, you may have noticed the strapping fellow next to me. That's Bleach. He's a wristband my owner wears during school. He's been around as long as I have you know. We're quite good friends. His sister, who hangs around on my owner's other wrist is constantly flirting with my brother. Oh yeah, Bleach is always on my owner's right hand, and his sister is always on his left. Ironic, my brother's on the right foot, flirting with a left wrist-band. Anyway, I'll admit, my owner's no lightweight. But I'm strong and durable, and my brother and I will do what we can to support him and help him move.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Drexial and Lexael, the Nadre brothers.
Step, step, step, step, step. I've done this before. Every single day. I'm so used to it. And yet, I love every second of it. My name is Drexial, and I'm getting on in years. I'm the left brother of a shoe named Lexael. We have been all over the place, let me tell you. Our owner, this awesome guy, wears us all the time. We're the only shoes he ever wears, and we're still in pretty damn good shape, let me tell you. At first, we had some boring ass name. It may be stitched into me and engraved in my workings, not to mention written on my box, but our owner renamed us. He based our names on the anagram of his name which is his username here. We've been on several hour car rides back and forth from his beach house, we've been all over the halls of a middle school and a REALLY HUGE high school too. We've been all over countless houses, and god only knows how many feet we've walked. And one thing's for sure; if there's a tempo to keep, one of us two, if not both, will be excitedly tapping to the beat, even when there isn't one to tap to. Sometimes, our owner and us are content to just tap to the beat of his life, just tapping along. I mean, we get to rest when he's at home, and usually the weekends are spent with us just sleeping, but on the rare occasions when he migrates during the weekends, we're always along for the ride. You may have noticed I have no laces. This is because I am a free spirit, and I have a soul, believe me. It's made of firm rubber, making me just as fit as a laced shoe to do...well, anything really. Oh, you may have noticed the strapping fellow next to me. That's Bleach. He's a wristband my owner wears during school. He's been around as long as I have you know. We're quite good friends. His sister, who hangs around on my owner's other wrist is constantly flirting with my brother. Oh yeah, Bleach is always on my owner's right hand, and his sister is always on his left. Ironic, my brother's on the right foot, flirting with a left wrist-band. Anyway, I'll admit, my owner's no lightweight. But I'm strong and durable, and my brother and I will do what we can to support him and help him move.
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