Meet my nephew, Jersey Cop:
On his day off, he decided to chop up some wood in his back yard.
One misplaced axe blow + face too close to wood + family tendency to injury = one scratched cornea.
Congratulations, dear nephew, sweet godchild. You've been touched by the Curse of the Eye, too.
This photo's my favorite because he looks like Judd Nelson on a bender, circa Breakfast Club (except with a cop haircut):
He's gonna kill me when he finds out I posted these.
Feel better, bubba. I seriously sympathize. (Even though you look like Judd Nelson on a bender...)
By the way, ladies, he is available, and he is one cool guy. Really swell! (As in nice, not as in "wow, look at that eye swell!")
I GOT SERVED!....IT'S ON!
Heh heh heh. Remember, I have photos of you as a toddler in a sailor suit. ;) You were always destined to be a man in uniform, eh?
Oh my. Ouch! That'll learn ya for puttin' an axe in yer eye!
Dang. Seriously, I hope it heals quickly.
Actually I was only interested in the free coffee and sammiches.
Is it the Curse of the Eye or the Curse of the Axe? Seems like there's some problem with axes that might run in the family, too...
do you have matching pirate eye-patches? Because that would be kind of funny...
You have the same eyes, and I don't mean wounds. We're talking genetics, here.
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