The victim of a hainus hate crime in which his Birkenstocks were stolen and thrown onto a bar roof Andrrew found himself with no footwear outside of a pair of Italian style ankle boots that wear completely unwearable with the tropical style shorts Andrew was favouring at the time. The local wallgreens had a pair of women's orange neon flip flops on sale for $5...which was $5 more than Andrew had until the next payday in 4 days time!!!
Desperate times call for desperate measures and Andrew took a bet that he couldn't swim across a swampy lake at 2AM in order to raise the funds. The lake was right outside his housing complexes security building, who had been told to be on the lookout for any anti-social behaviour and evict the culprits. Nevertheless Andrew threw off his clothes and dove headfirst into the lake. Breaking the surface he was covered in slimy pond weed, but continued to plow his way through the water towards the otherside 50 meter's away. Alarmed the thrashing caused by Andrew forcing his way through the marine vegetation he was tangled in the security guards raced over to see the commotion was, only to see a white figure emerge from the other side of the lake and scamper frantically off behind a cluster of buildings. The hunt was on as Andrew was leaving a trail of great, wet footprints in his wake, so he had no choice but to flee security (who travelled in golf buggys) until his feet dried.
10 minutes later Andrew returned home, still clotheless feet cut to ribbons from the street, covered in pond weed and thoroughly out of breath. The now legendary flip-flops he purchased, designed as a makeshift short term solution to his footwear problem, lasted him for 3 months.
Desperate times call for desperate measures and Andrew took a bet that he couldn't swim across a swampy lake at 2AM in order to raise the funds. The lake was right outside his housing complexes security building, who had been told to be on the lookout for any anti-social behaviour and evict the culprits. Nevertheless Andrew threw off his clothes and dove headfirst into the lake. Breaking the surface he was covered in slimy pond weed, but continued to plow his way through the water towards the otherside 50 meter's away. Alarmed the thrashing caused by Andrew forcing his way through the marine vegetation he was tangled in the security guards raced over to see the commotion was, only to see a white figure emerge from the other side of the lake and scamper frantically off behind a cluster of buildings. The hunt was on as Andrew was leaving a trail of great, wet footprints in his wake, so he had no choice but to flee security (who travelled in golf buggys) until his feet dried.
10 minutes later Andrew returned home, still clotheless feet cut to ribbons from the street, covered in pond weed and thoroughly out of breath. The now legendary flip-flops he purchased, designed as a makeshift short term solution to his footwear problem, lasted him for 3 months.
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