I have four sisters and we’re all hyper
competitive. It’s how we avoided getting drowned out by each others incessant
clucking. And because my dad is the type to encourage us to voice/stand up for
ourselves, clucking is our way of life. It’s great because I don’t hesitate to
express a minority opinion, but it’s awful because I always have something to
say. So for the past year, my husband and I (who is also freakishly competitive)
have been competing against each other in the Dylan lookalike contest. We have
spent a lot of time bantering over who he resembles more. Most people say Dylan
looks like a replica of my husband, but they’re wrong. Other people say he
looks just like me, and they’re right. Sure, Dylan has both of our dna, and
some would say he looks like both of us; I encourage those people to view the comparisons
below and pick my side already.
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