Talk about your strange occurrences.  Three right feet have washed ashore in B.C. in the last 6 months on three separate islands within 60km of each other, which is, you know, like a hop, skip and a jump.

Without leaping to any further conclusions, I would say the previous owners of the feet are probably sorry they left them behind.  Probably hopping mad by now.  If I were them, I would get out of the yard (think about it) and get right down there and claim my soggy foot by the fastest means possible, say, three legged race?  I mean, there’s no sense waiting to see what might happen, you know, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Saw the whole thing on Metafilter, and am pun-ishing you with it now.