Growing up (allegedly), the slipper was a part of my childhood and peoples attempts to discipline me throughout it at home and at school.
Sometimes it might of been my own I was required to bring, a red leather furlined pair, a pair of plimsolls or their own but whole routine of being bent, bared and slipped was just so normal I associate it with being that adult-middle side so much I'd rather have it back.
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