Just Call Me Squish

I need new shoes. Not like some people who already have 200 shoes but just saw a really cute pair of pink heels with little bows that she absolutely has to add to her collection. I mean the shoes I wear every day are falling apart. It started when I discovered I could stick my fingers between the soul and the bottom of my left shoe. I didn't really care. As long as the soul wasn't flopping around where I would need duct tape to hold it in place. But now that shoe has started talking back to me. I guess there must be an air pocket that opened up somehow, because now every time I step on my left foot I can hear air squish out. It sound like shoes do when they're wet, how they get that squishy sound, but that stops when they dry out. Only these shoes aren't wet, and the sound never stops. Well, it does when I sit down, or stand still, or take them off, but other than that no. I guess my career as a ninja assassin is over.