with duct tape around mine for about a week. All psyched up to get a new pair (this scrip is well over 4 years old), I walked into the Doc-in-the-box at the WalMart Supercenter (hooray evil megacorps!), selected affordable yet stylish frames, took them to the counter, learned the price of the lenses, woke up from the ministroke I suffered as a result, and calmly yet despondently asked for an adjustment to my current pair instead.
(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 1:42, archived)
Haven't ya heard, it's SOCIALISM *gasp**horrors*
(, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 1:45, archived)