That Eye Sore Is A Real Eye Sore
Is that a stye in your eye or are you just glad I punched you?
I woke up this morning with my eye pasted completely shut. I thought that my eye had caught the plague or something.
It turns out I have the stye that ate Manhattan and it’s working its way towards my brain. Now, I’ve had a stye before but nothing like this. This is the size of a giant zit and it’s inside my upper eye lid and pushing against my eye ball. It’s like having a puss factory in my face. I just thought I’d share.
It makes me look a little like Thom York. Maybe that’s cool.
No, that isn’t cool. It’s terrible. Get it fixed! I think medication would help. But then prayer helps too. I expect it will get well . . . . take care of yourself.
You heard your mom… you need to FIX IT! Go to the doctor, get some medicine, put heat on it, or something… but just FIX IT!
When I wake up in the morning it better be FIXED!
FIX IT!