(Setting: Wal-Mart (funny in it’s self), roughly 7:00 P.M. on a Sunday. Shoe section…I am reluctantly looking around at the shoes with Christeen, when she finds a pair of shoes she likes.)

Chirsteen: What about these?

Me: Oh yeah, they look cool. Try em’ on.

Christeen: What do you think?

Me: Very nice, I like them.

Christeen: Are you sure they look good?

Me: Yeah, they are pretty cool. I like them.

Christeen: I don’t know…I don’t think I am funky enough to pull these off.

Me: Hahahahahahahahahahaha…

(Reason for my laughter: The age old question of, does ones level of funkiness really have anything to do with whether or not one can wear a particular pair of shoes, or is it the shoes that raise ones funkiness level to the point of being able to pull them off.)