a coworker was telling me a story about how he saw me on the street just outside my work and yelled out "hey pinderella! wait up" and some guy, who apparently looks exactly like me, turned around and glared at him. my first thought when i hear that i may have a doppelganger: "that poor bastard". second thought: "hmm, maybe i have siamese twin". i believe they prefer to be called "conjoined twins", but hillbillies prefer to be called "sons of the soil", and that ain't gonna happen.

so a few weeks later, i'm walking into work and i think i see the guy. he's the same build and height and does kinda look like me. but even though he's the one who's got the goatee and smokes, i'd like to think that i'm the one who's pure evil.

also, you bet your balls i'm back.