Shamus was obsessed with the notion that he had big feet - he felt that people kept staring at his feet. He was forced to go to a psychiatrist. After ten years and a cost of thousands of dollars, Shamus was cured. To celebrate, he took some friends to a posh restaurant. He asked for the best table in the house. The maitre d’ said, “We have a great table. But first you’ll have to take off your skis.”
see also Newfie Section Foot Radish