I weep for us all, and yet I have no tears left. If I did weep however, I hear Crocs handle puddles of water excellently.
It's only fitting to have a giant, inflatable, plastic tribute to the most rubberized shoe in existence. Bravo!
Or alligator, as the case may be.
Oh those crazy celebs. What will they do next?
It's ventilating air-hole. Nothing else. That was a joke, y'all.
In some cultures, the sudden onset of wound-like patterns on the skin of the top of the feet is called "Croc-mata."
I'm not sure where this is, or who it is who declared this to be official store policy, but I'm shedding a tear of joy for you right now. Thank you. Just. Thank you.
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