Me: let's go outside today! I'm gonna wear my comfiest shoes.
Feet: Ok.
Me: gonna walk 20 mins to this cafe
Feet: How about blisters. Let's have three.
Me: Oh ok! I have these special plasters and this special cream I'll sort you out.
Feet: Ok.
(later)
Me: Ok, we're home, time to relax. Taking off the shoes now.
Feet: THIS MEANS WAR
(two more blisters appear, laminate floor is lava, in the distance: sirens)
Me: (waddling around the apartment like The Penguin on the outer edges of feet)
Feet: