I have been telling Homer for some time that he needs glasses for driving, usually in a shrill voice accompanied by the phrase " BRAKES, please in the name of god BRAKES!"
Finally he went to the optician and had his eyes tested and ordered his glasses. Today was the day they finally arrived and he went to collect them. This was all done in top secret, mainly to annoy th s**t out of me I think. By the time I got home from work I was in a fine old state to see the new glasses.
I rushed through the door and stood in front of him.
" Show me , show me, put them on."
He obliged, carefully placed them on his head and looked at me. " Oh my God!" he exclaimed.
"What, what?" I cried.
"I thought I'd married the other sister."
He cracks himself, up he really does.
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