I was checking out the independent films at Netflix a few minutes ago, when something startling happened.
I came across a DVD cover with an oddly familial blue eyeball staring at me.
"I know that eye" I thought.
"Wow, imagine being able to recognize an eye" I continued to silently mutter to myself.
"Gee, we have amazing perceptual abilities," I went on to remark, still dazzled by my find.
Then I tripped off on a thought chain about retinal scans and the like, when it hit me.
"I know who that eyeball belongs to!" Read more at: .
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