Yesterday I told my mom that my shoes were in rough shape and that they started to smell like mexican food: sweat and nasty-ness. My mom took my shoes and disappeared into the kitchen for a few minutes before placing them back where she found them. The day progresses..I get ready for work. I walk over to put the shoes back on and I slip my foot in the shoe and I realize there is a branch inside my shoe. I shake the shoe and a small branch falls out. The other shoe produces another small branch.