Below are the famous platforms from Montreal. Above are my favourite shoes from downtown Tehran, 1998 (or 1999?) into which I continue to squeeze my expanded feet. I think I had better taste then, or perhaps they just made nicer shoes?
"Kir is the name of a fancy alcoholic beverage, I think. It also happens to be the extremely rude Iranian term for the penis. Sorry, but there you go. It is so rude, that I can’t think of the English equivalent, certainly far ruder that the relatively mild cock or dick. Take it from me, it’s very, very rude, so rude that I have never even heard my generally foul-mouthed family members use it. In fact, I don’t know how I know of the existence of this word? Because it is very, very, very rude. -an is plural suffix in Iranian, and so add that to the end of kir, and you have a plurality of very rude penises..."
Read about what happens when a musician called Kiran sings for the Iranian community:
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Oh myyyyyyyy, your Montreal shoes are totally hot stufff!
So I see the stuff about wordpress being philtered is a conspiracy paranoia, to-ham to-te-eh, as usual???
The shoes are not as comfortable as I would like though.
na baba vaghean philtere. I’m using philter-shekan all the time; can’t live without it.
Thinking bout it, those shoes only go with a golden little disco dress, don’t they?
It’s true I am having a little bt of difficulty matching them, esp. as I don’t have a gold disco dress. they look good with skinny jeans (which Fred bought me)