Bad Boots.

So Sunday I wore these boots for the first time in a long time. The boots are at least 20 years old, anyway... Besides the fact that I used to wear these with my jeans tucked-in (which of course now I can't due to my freakishly enormous calves) they fit fine. So I came home from church, took off my jewlery, shirt, and skirt (with no problems) and went to remove my boots. I pulled and pulled and nothing. NOT A BUDGE! I thought , "Well, that's strange" and pulled and pulled some more. After 10 minutes of trying to remove them I put on a bathrobe and went downstairs to get Steve to pull them off. I will pause here to let you know I looked quite chic wearing a cheap old-lady front zip mock-velor purple robe and boots. Steve just stared and started to smirk. I told him he needed to pull the boots off that somehow they were stuck. I thought maybe my sweaty feet had formed a vacuum. Anyway he pulled and pulled the left boot and it didn't budge. He tried the right with no success. He wanted to get a knife and cut them off but I declined. Next he claimed he couldn't

 get a good grip and went and put on a pair of leather work gloves. Afer twisting and pulling for 10 minutes the left boot came off; after another 10 minutes the right one finally was off. Now all over my hose was yellowy dust except on the feet area where the hose were hardened with a coating of resin. Yes, the boots had glued themselves to me. All I can figure is that the old lining must have a thin foam backing that is breaking down after all these years and turning in to super bonding dust. I'm taking them in to get new lining.