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We wore these SADDLE OXFORDS until our feet grew long. They'd be passed down..and they were exceptionally strong. Never has another shoe ever lasted so long. Cannot wait til "Easter" to get new ones black and shiny With buttons or a buckle, or a cute little bow. By xmas a nice pair of boots were good to go. Durability and warmth were the style you would get. Cry all you want - Santa was not kidding. Said: " all you get are those boots,because all year you've been fibbing". - That's the day I Kicked Santa to the curb. Started selling"GREETING CARDS" I was not perturbed. Bought my own shoes, never again to be disturbed.
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 1:22 AM UTC
SHOE HUSTLER
We wore these SADDLE OXFORDS until our feet grew long. They'd be passed down..and they were exceptionally strong. Never has another shoe ever lasted so long. Cannot wait til "Easter" to get new ones black and shiny With buttons or a buckle, or a cute little bow. By xmas a nice pair of boots were good to go. Durability and warmth were the style you would get. Cry all you want - Santa was not kidding. Said: " all you get are those boots,because all year you've been fibbing". - That's the day I Kicked Santa to the curb. Started selling"GREETING CARDS" I was not perturbed. Bought my own shoes, never again to be disturbed.
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 1:22 AM UTC
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