I had a pair of shoes that squeaked so much... They were my favourite shoes until my dog made a nice meal out of them... Anyhow... I wore them during my college degree (4 years - durable shoes... ) and every day I squeaked my way through the halls just to get to class... If I was late for class and the halls were empty I would announce my arrival with a squeak... squeak... squeak... squeak... SQUEAK! Knock knock... "sorry I'm late!" long stroy short: the squaking stopped when my dog ate the shoes... Go figure!