Here's my thought of the day for everyone:
If you think that getting soap in your eye is where it's at, you haven't lived until you get St. Ives Apricot Scrub in your eye.
There's nothing quite like feeling the little chunks of grit under your eyelid to make you want to yell out "Oh yeah, world! I'm ready for another fun day!!".
Screw you St. Ives. That hurt like a %#$@. Put a frickin warning on the bottle or something. "Warning: Keep product out of eyes unless you are planning to have them removed anyhow. Idiot."
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I'm a First Aider! Do you require assistance?
Yes. I've exfoliated my eyeball and I'm too stupid to get up.
No, wait, aren't you supposed to rap on her collarbone first?
I would also suggest a wanring not to eat the product. Or light it on fire and throw the flaming St. Ives napalm on household pets.
Is that what happened with Boots, Cliff?
To Liam: I am actually supposed to take charge of the scene first. And, as she is obviously conscious, rapping on her collarbone would only cause her more discomfort.
DON'T RUB YOUR EYE! I SAID DON'T!! QUIT IT!!!!
why is it that when I hear a story like this that my eyes start to tear up?
BOOTS DIED IN AN ACCIDENT, GOT IT? AN ACCIDENT!
Possibly a St. Ives Flaming Furball accident?
I have absolutely NO idea of what you could possibly be speaking. None.
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