Email To My Brother: Bengay, Done That

I was talking to our father on Friday.
     Or rather, our father was talking to me.   He told me, “When you go get my gourmet enchiladas on Saturday, can you also get me a tube of Bengay? The next time your brother visits, I want to put some in my eyes.”
   “What’s hurting your eyes, pop?” I asked him.
   “Your brother’s face,” he said.
  
  

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