In 1987, while on a walk after dark, my husband and I were sprayed by a
skunk.  Yes, my leather shoes were saturated with the scent.  My
mother-in-law suggested that I spray the shoes with Lysol spray until they
were wet, wrap them in a plastic garbage bag and put them in the freezer for
several days, take them out let them thaw and dry.  I followed her
instructions, as crazy as they sounded and it worked beautifully

She's got the healing powers of medicinal marijuana
And she feeds herself the same ole crap she feeds to her iguana
And she won't go to the bar
God forbid that she drive a car
And of course she will protest the war

Chorus:
I get excited when I see her
You better pass me the saltpeter
Like a sailor on shore leave
Like a recent parolee
I want to date her but first bathe her
She always eating echinacea
On her feet are birkenstocks
I guess my head is filled with rocks

(etc etc etc)
...although pretty stylish people wear them of late, thus ruining cliches
everywhere ;-)
kylie

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You could always have the footbed replaced.  Try www.footwise.com.

beth