Dorcel Vision

I had Dorcel Vision recently, so I made an appointment to visit the local eye doctor to see if she had anything that could help. It turns out she didn’t, and now there’s a photo of me near the counter and a note to call the police if I show up. I guess the lesson here is that if you’re afflicted with a condition named after a world-famous French-Hungarian pornographer, you’re better off just jerking off than getting a new pair of glasses.