One of my daughters wanted to wear a tutu for Halloween. But she also wanted to tote a laser gun with her...because that's what ballerinas take around these days. She was also shooting the laser onto parts of my body. I told her to point it at a zit of mine. Lovely thought, I know.
The hope was that I could get some acne laser treatment to zap away the yucky stuff from my face.
Yeah, didn't work so well.
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