Retro! – Stinky Feet Diaries
Tonight I took time out of my upcoming super secret project* to reminisce about others’ bizarre self-inflicted pastimes. By this, of course, I’m referring to the circa 2002 Stinky Feet Project.
What? You’ve never heard of the Stinkyfeet Project?
Imagine devoting your whole self towards contracting the worst documented case of athletes’ foot. Imagine being so committed, in fact, that you start by dragging your bare feet through the public shower stalls at the YMCA in Cambridge, MA’s Central Square — and then put bags on your feet for nearly a month.
Yes, brought to you by TheSpark.com and the kindness and foresight of Archive.org, I remind you of the Stinky Feet Diaries.
* The super secret project has nothing to do with athletes, their feet, or any other form of self compromise. This post is not intended to be a segue of any kind.
June 8th, 2007 at 8:23 am
Thank you Rush and archive.org
June 8th, 2007 at 12:00 pm
why would anyone do this? boys are gross.
June 9th, 2007 at 7:29 pm
I’m so happy to see stinky feet emerge in the blogging era!
(Boys are gross, but this one is FUNNY!)
June 11th, 2007 at 4:39 pm
Boys are gross, but so are girls. Like, some girls have certain fungi. I’d trade it for a fun guy. Oh, I can have both, how lucky. How are your feet these days Rush? I have not rid myself of my disease before the wedding, as was my goal. But I have not contracted anything new either. Phew.