Can you read the last line for me, son?

Hey! We meet again… It’s kind of funny, huh? Who would’ve thought that I’d still be doing this?
I’ve been good.. Not doing anything actually. But in this meantime I discovered something that can make life easier!

Get an eye surgery! It doesn’t matter if you don’t have trouble reading! I’m telling you… The response from people is so amazing that if someone who’s gone through this surgery wanted to talk with a new accent, everybody would be ok with that! “Hey.. Did you see Bill? He’s got that surgery thing! The new Irish accent really suites him… Man, he’s really matured”.

People are weird or is it just me? I mean, you’ve passed through an extreme situation with people cutting in and going through you eyes so that you can follow your childhood dream of never having to wear those god damn glasses again changing your life for the best and all that people want to know is “Did it smell like barbecue?”.

Yes, it did… Thanks for carrying, Oprah!

One Response to Can you read the last line for me, son?

  1. Hmm…. Barbecue!!!

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