Laser Eyes!

So tonight we're cleaning up after dinner when we happen to see a commercial for knee replacement surgery on TV. This is amusing, as we had just been discussing Mr. Thel's aching knee this morning and exchanging banter about knee replacement. I point at the TV and say encouragingly, "See! That's what you need!"

Mr. Thel rolls his eyes. "A ceramic knee!"

The idea of surgery makes me muse, "I wouldn't mind having my eyes done."

"Ceramic eyes?"

"No, you know, laser--"

"Laser eyes!" Mr. Thel narrows his eyes and glares wildly while making "zzeaooo" noises similar to that familiar light-saber sound.

Yeah, laser eyes. Then I can do his knee replacement myself.