You know the kind of joke that happens when you live with someone for a long time? Well, in our house I frequently implore Tracy not to "wash her eyes" because she always has red eyes when she emerges from the shower and I make it seem like she scrubbed them on purpose. She almost always plays along.
Tracy gets styes frequently. And in a last ditch effort to prevent these from occuring, she now has to actually wash her eyes.
Oh the irony.
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