I had this brief conversation with a friend at happy hour on Sunday...
Him: Did you ever know that guy with one leg that use to come here?
Him: Oh yeah, we all use to call him Peggy.
Me: Wow. Sorry I missed that!
Him: He use to tell us about a lot of really sick amputee fetish shit too.
Me: Oh I bet. There are a lot of freaky people out there.
Him: He got more action than anyone I knew. He was quite the stumper.
We enjoyed a strange laugh together. Then I asked...
Me: I wonder if he ever went to that amputee bar in Hollywood?
Him: There was an amputee bar in Hollywood?
Me: Oh yes! Legend has it that it was quite hopping in the 80's.
Him: And no doubt had a cover charge that cost an arm and a leg.
Bah dum, bum.
I took that photo of the homeless shoe last week.
I had no idea what I would ever use it for - til I heard tale of Peggy.
Makes sense now, Peggy and the like would only have need for one.
Chuck the other.