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Well, only one thing bothered me about getting contacts: The Eye Doctor..guy.. thing...
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| You have no idea how tempted I am to kill you... | |
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| Now.. move your head foreward a little bit.. That's a good boy. Oh, you have such nice eyes.. | |
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When that was out of the way my eyes started burning a bit.. mainly because my mom didn't have the air conditioning on in the car..
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| Too much pain. Must remove eyes! | |
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I tell my friends later, but they don't care.
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| *clack clickity click* I have contacts! | |
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| So? It's not like it matters.... Bastard. | |
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