Pretty much everyone who has come into contact with my feet has expressed a negative point of view ranging from mearly expressing the opinion that they look a little odd to total repulsion and insisting I keep them covered at all times. They don't smell or anything they are just a little oddly shaped. They have been compared to duck feet and my wife, K, calls them my "hobbit" feet. I was stood on a chair in the kirchen (like I hobbit might if his tall, elven, wife had put the biscuits out of reach) and looked down and saw this shot.
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