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Keri is so very.....dangerous

I woke up this morning and took a shower. Once I got out I looked around for my lotion. No Vaseline Intensive care to be found. I saw a bottle of Renee's Keri lotion and smelled it. Hmm.....not girly smelling at all. This will work. I applied a generous amount to the palm of my hands and began working it into the skin on my arms, back of my hands, and my face. Man. That stuff goes a long way, I had too much on, so I had to towel off again so I wouldn't be too greasy. I finished getting the kids stuff together and headed for work. As I sped along the interstate, I decided to roll the windows down and save the AC. Apparently there is something in the air that I am allergic to, so I sneezed a couple of times, but not too bad. After I sneezed I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand. Suddenly my eyes began to burn and sting, then they began to water. I wiped the water from my eyes with my hand, and they began to burn twice as bad. Also, I was having a hard time keeping my eyes open. There was a lot of traffic on the road, and I couldn't see!!! Finally, I pulled over on the shoulder and began wiping my face with my shirt. I smelled the Keri lotion on my hands and made the connection. Jesus. The last time my eyes felt like that I was going through the gas chamber at Ft. Benning. Well, live and learn, Keri is not good for eyes or sensitive membranes.

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