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A sight for sore eyes

January 18, 2014
By KELLY VAN DE WALLE ( , Times-Republican

Without glasses or contacts my vision has always ranged somewhere in the middle between a drunk frat guy and Mr. Magoo. This started early and before I knew it was given glasses made famous by 65 year-old high school math teachers the world over. This helpfully provided girls with an additional reason to be repulsed by me. You never heard a girl say, "I SO want to make out with that guy. I just want to rip those sexy grandpa glasses right off his face, and then put them back on carefully because he couldn't see what he was doing without them, provided he knew what to do in the first place, which is doubtful."



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