Ouch, my eye.

What a dope. I bashed a door into my face yesterday (and a sharp part of my glasses into my open eye), and now I cannot stop weeping (and writhing in pain). Fantastic — time to call the opthoalsghlaskdmfalgist.

All I really want to do right now is spend the night in a giant beagle. Instead, I’m getting ready to go to the emergency room.

Help, I’m stupid and I can’t see!®

Fink out.

3 Comments by Rat Fink / March 8, 2010 / Posted in: Boot to the Head

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Suzanne
/ 8 March, 2010

Owwww gggggeeeezzzz Fink I hope you are ok!!! As for the Giant Beagle, I am surprised you didn’t find a Giant Beatle.

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BoomR
/ 8 March, 2010

OH NO!! I hope the opthoalsghlaskdmfalgist can get you fixed up good as new! ((HUGS))

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PKPudlin
/ 8 March, 2010

Hey, watch your language. This is a family blog…

(Hope you’re better soon!!!)

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