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A neighbor saw me walking barefoot to my mailbox and complimented me on my healthy feet.
Hackles went up thinking he was some foot fetishist who was going to get weird on me. Nope, just a medical person of some sort that works with feet a lot and I genuinely have healthy arches and mobile toes. At least I choose to believe that explanation he gave. Otherwise, I have to assume my neighbor is jerking it every time I walk outside.
Obligatory: Please post feet pics. I'm a bit of a foot-doctor myself.
Here you go.
Hawt. I mean, you have very healthy toes or something. Bonus points for not needing woolen socks.
Stop. I can only get so erect.
I have to check people's feet on admission, 50-50 to make sure there's no contraband in their socks, but also genuinely to make sure there's no gangrene or anything considering how many homeless diabetics come through. I've seen some feet alright. Nurses also frequently make "olive garden parmesan" jokes about the amount of skin flakes that come off (particularly older) people's feet when you go to take their socks off. It's so bad sometimes that you have to be careful not to breathe in or leave your mouth open when you do it because of how they disperse up into the air, except it can still get in your eyes, and you're rarely expecting it.
Well, I don't know that my feet are that great but they aren't shedding any sort of cheese.
Outside... Watching my neighbor get the mail... Straight up archin it... And by it... I mean my feets