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i’ve been looking for a pair of baukaroo western dress boots with a riding heel and found a pair of black tony lamas but i had to wait 2months and i was waring a hole in my old boots when i got my boots they fit but they didnt have the heal i just got them back and they put the right heel on and i wore them to church and i ran in them n problen and there realy comferabal and ther good for runnin through creeks aswell but tey need resoled they had the four inch riding heel but i dont have the money to buy new boots so i mite get thees redone

i had just got a pair of laredo pig skin western boots and the week after i got them i went huntin and i took my boots so i could change outta my hunting boots when i was done and they were sitting in the blind and a buddy of mine who decided to pull a prank on me a put a cherrybomb under my boots to scare me them lit the fushe and blew my brand nu boots up

When I was younger my car was totaled in a car accident which was not my fault. I went out that weekend looking to buy a new car. I spent all weekend, going from from dealership to the next but no one would make me a deal on a used car. I was a single mother at the time and that was all I could afford. I told each one, that whoever made me the best deal would get my business. No one wanted to deal for a price I could afford. As I leaving one of the offices and walking through the car lot a salesman stopped me. He asked what the problems was and I told him, then he said, “Nice boots.” I said, “Thanks, my boyfriend bought them for me,” and I said goodbye. Later that night when I returned home I found a message on my answering machine from that very same dealership. They stated they have reconsidered and would make me a deal after all. I thought to myself, so that’s why they didn’t want to deal. They thought if I could afford to walk around in a pair of pricey snakeskin boots, that I could afford to pay more for a car. Well, I think they’re all snakes. I spent the next weekend shopping for a car in a pair of old sneakers and finally made a deal on a car.

It was about fifteen years ago when we got married. One day my wifes brother stops by the house and gives my wife a pair of boots. Says here, take these , I got them for David.
They were nice boots, made in Mexico sort of a blackish wine color. No cushion and not real comfortable. But I had boots, my first pair of boots. So time went on and I didn’t wear them that much and one day the wife says to me,”where’s your boots, I havent seen them? I didnt know. They disappeared. The only thing that I can thing of ths that I left them on the porch and somebody came buy and took them. Now I have No More Boots.

Here is the sad story, Can’t find a pair of good boots to save my life here in Michigan!! Darn it, what’s up with this poor selection in this state??

about 10 years ago i got a pair of laredo work cowboy boots that were to big and i had to put in soles in them but they still dont fit so i put paper in the toes and tried them on they still didnt fit but ive keep them but i havent tried to were them for a couple years the soles are almost new but i still cant get them to fit but i love those boots there real church boots so i break them out for sundays

two sundays ago i got a used pair of double h western classics cowboy boots they are a half size small but they fit good but i have cerbal palsy and i drag my left foot so thursday i get home from school and took my boots off and the left sole thread split apart i still need to get them fixed

about 2 mouts ago i went to canton with my aunt and i was wereing my favorite justin bayapache boots and i was walking through about a foot of mud and crap i got back to the cabin took them off and there was 2inchs of mud on the boots i started cleaning the mud off and 2 days later i had all the mud off and they are ready to go on sunday

it was my 6th grade year of school and i was wanting a pair of cowboy boots but i couldnt find a pair in my size because i have very long narrow feet so a friend was looking through his closet and found an old pair of boots that fit me and he let me have them but my dad was mad because he did not like cowboy boots but he got used to them he said he liked them but i need a new pair because my feet grew through them 4 years ago

Sitting in class I stretched out semi - reclined at my desk to allow everyone a better view of my new boots. During this manuever the teacher remarks “NEW BOOTS Billy”? I responded “not really; just haven’t worn these to class before”. She then remarked loudly “then I betcha gotta nother pair just like - em at home don’t ya”? I said, no, I have several pairs of boots, but none like these why? She said then I bet the shoe store does. Well; by now the entire class is staring at my boots and giggles are begining to erupt from all who could see them, I casually (KOOLY) looked down at my boots to see what was so darn funny, and why she would make such a remark. The top of the left boot was a different color and design pattern than the top of the right boot. In my excitement at buying myself a new pair of boots, I only tried on one of the boots, it fit correctly, so I never looked at the other boot. I got home and put them next to my bed so I could jump in them and go to class stylin’ and profilin’. Since then I check, doublecheck, then recheck all my shoes for the correct and matching mate before I buy or leave my house with shoes on of ANY kind.
ps:I was able to return the boots, and get a MATCHING pair; different color, style, bottoms and tops.