I am officially starting a collection plate for my poor Dalekins to have Lasek eye surgery! He goes from BATMAN to being blind-as-a-bat with just the flick of a contact lense! Why you ask is this becoming a problem.... Well last night as I lay in bed stroking our cat (Zeus) and waiting for Dale to get into bed, Dale stands at the door looking out into the dining room: 'Here Zeus, come on boy, bed time...' Dale looks at me, I look at Zeus on the bed *confused face* Dale looks back into the dining room 'Come on Zeus!' *taps his thighs* Dale looks at me 'Wow, he just gave me serious bat... he's ignorning me the little shit!' I look at Dale, I look at Zeus sitting all innocently on the bed watching this drama unfold...
Dale turns around to call Zeus one more time... it's at this stage that I must interfere because he was beginning to freak me the hell out!
'Um Dale... that's not Zeus... you're calling your laptop bag!'
Only surgery will help now, because I fear it is only a matter of time before we go to a bar and Dale is mistaking some hot blonde with Double D's for me...
And it's all fun and games before some one LOSES his eyes...
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