Now, on the other hand, if I go in for a chin osteotomy and wake up. "Hey, wtf is going on? I came in for a genio-procedure, why is my brain on the table? Yeah, about that. We got the chin all fixed up, but, hell...we figured we'd move the eye sockets around a bit and see what panned out. By the way, Mr. Potato head sends his regards." .
Makes me nauseas just thinking of someone cutting that area of my skull.