Finally, a factual tale to back up the alibi we’ve all used for years. Evil twin has sex with woman while pretending to be his brother. Uncovered, so to speak, when she noticed he lacked a tattoo on his buttock. Sheesh, it’s these simple things: serial numbers on breast implants, tattoos on the posterior. I’m finally appreciating the simplicity of my celibate life style.
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Why oh why, CF, must you so frequently give in to your worst, most degenerate impulses and burden us with dreck like this? I mean, really … tatoos on buttocks? … VIN numbers on breast implants? … dead midget wrestling twins?! Don’t we, your intelligent readers, deserve better? Don’t you aspire to a more literate and respectable blog? Please say “no.”
My very evil father and his identical twin brother used to play exactly these antics; dentistry exam retakes, life events with my mother.
Who exactly is my father, no one would know? No genetic test would differentiate.