I went for an eye exam today, sat down at the machines and was tortured until my eyeballs said enough.

My doctor has a new measuring device. They attach an exotic white plastic
outer frame to the frames you've chosen in order to get a measurement of your gaze, or something.

I felt like Dame Edna. It takes a picture of you all dolled up in these exotic frames. With enough of these photos, the doctor could retire on blackmail money alone, if he desired.
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