Meet my new ruby red slippers. Or cycle shoes. Same difference. I got them on clearance, so I'll deal with the fact that they don't match my bike. It turns out getting them to work with my bike will be a bit of a chore, though. My pedals are apparently not standard, so finding the right cleat has taken me on an adventure that ended with eBay.
I didn't even know they still made this crap. When we were little and lived abroad, my dad would bring back a duffle bag of American packed with American food. We would get chocolate and strawberry syrup, pringles, whoppers and this cheese in a can. I want to meet the person who invented this.
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