Frankie: You forgot shoes? How does a person forget shoes?
Axl: How does a person forget a snack bag? I guess the shoes I'm not wearing are now on the other foot.
Mike: Well, we can't stop to get you any, genius. We're in the middle of nowhere.
Axl: Relax! I don't need 'em. I've been barefoot all summer. My feet are practically shoes now anyway. Check out these leathery dogs. [all groan in disgust]
Mike: Axl! Come on.
Axl: Oh, my God! You can't handle this, what are you taking us camping for? I mean, it'll be like going on vacation on the bottom of my foot.