Freaking pinkeye. Two days before a trip, too. I may have to send the family along ahead for a day and come when I’m hopefully no longer contagious — and no, that’s not a blessing in disguise, either. This is a vacation that my mom’s wanted us to all do for almost a decade. There are wild horses and the beach and a Viking longboat and aunts to wrangle the children while my wife and I have a beer or three. I want to go to this. I just need not to be contagious for it.
Grr. Arrgh.
You are still one up on any mythical, one-eyed beast, because you have a spare. If Polyphemus gets pinkeye, it’s game over. Unless he comes home and finds a bunch of guys in his house who then drive a sharpened log into his eye first. Because that would just be overkill if he got pinkeye afterward.
What if I want to call you Moe “Hurricane” Lane?
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uz2BS99oz-4
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Mew
Pinkeye sux, no doubt. My condolences.