Invasion of the Body Snatchers
With more than 5 billion scurrying around on Earth, I have always suspected that somewhere out there is another me. He either 1.) sounds just like me or 2.) looks just like me (lucky bastard).
Now I know it's true. And I rest my argument entirely upon the following two pieces of evidence:
2. This is a picture of me kicking it with my brother:
Except, that's NOT my brother! Holy crap! It's some random dude who walked into the Stockton-to-Malone car dealership where I was purchasing a new auto a few months back. And if you know my brother, you know that this dude looks exactly like him, right down to the goatee. It's freaking uncanny!
It is because of these two examples that I now, more firmly than ever, believe that a man is innocent until proven guilty.
Officer, it was my body double that jacked that 7-11, I swear!
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