The flaming red headed clown was strutting down the hot steamy pavement on a scorching hot afternoon. He looked sadly down at his giant left shoe realizing he had a problem. Bobo was upset because the sole of his left shoe was slowly breaking away. Not knowing what to do, Bobo went to the old rusty pay phone on the corner of 5th Avenue in downtown Chicago. Searching through the ancient and overly used phonebook he located the number for Bob's Shoe Repair Services. He realized that the newly formed shoe building was all the way on the other side of the crowded local park.
As he headed…
