I defy you to tell the difference.

Sesame Street’s Ernie with his Rubber Ducky….. (fast forward 30 seconds past intro)

And my right shoe that I swear did NOT squeak when I tried them on at the store. Why, shoe people? Why?

I broke out these spring sandals yesterday and everyone — I mean everyone — knew when I was on approach.

I can’t sneak up on people anymore. I squeak up on them. Damn shoe.

I’m sorry if you get the Rubber Ducky song in your head all day. Although it is kinda catchy.
 
Incidentally, I had an Ernie doll as a child. He had the cutest, troll-like mop of hair until the Scissors Incident of 1971. Sorry, Ernie, but I still loved you bald!

Stumble it!