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The box says these are Monster Feet, but I call them my Big Feet. I bought them thinking Paul, my two year old grandson would like to play with them and he does, but Monday they came in handy when I needed to release some tension. Stomp, stomp, stomp, I couldn’t help but start laughing and the laughter instantly lightened my problem load. I have two pair of Big Feet for readers. If you’re a winner, please send me a photo. I sure would appreciate it. — Suzanne Beecher
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