So, I had this friend called Joe. So we both lived in this little apartment whilst in uni. I also had a girlfriend at the time as well. Joe was an…interesting guy. Funny, helpful, respectful. But he never told me where he was born or grew up. Anyway, one day im out with my girlfriend at a restaurant when suddenly I get a text from Joe. Apparently he has tripped over and he has got a stick or stone through his eye. I rush home to see Joe sat on the sofa covering his eye with a blood soaked eye. My girlfriend gives Joe some of her cotton makeup pads and he holds it over his eye whilst I look for some bandages in the bathroom. I come out of the bathroom, and both are gone…and now I’m wondering. Where did you come from, where did you go? Where did you come from Cotton eye Joe?