Thursday, March 26, 2009

Separated at Birth

It's amazing really. My parents never told me. I'm aware that I have one fantastic sister, but never knew that I had a twin sister that they gave up for adoption. Thanks Mom and Dad. The course of my life could have been completely different...



I'm the one on the left. My identical twin is on the right. I have no idea how they kept this from me so long, but.....you got me. Good one.

The irony is, we are EXACTLY alike. I have no idea how I missed this as an avid viewer of her show. Replace the sex tape and Reggie Bush for the duct tape on my vacuum cleaner hose and my fantasies of Brett Favre, and it would be humanly impossible to tell us apart.

Well, except for the fact that her Mom sold her out to Hugh Hefner for a Playboy shoot...and my Mom bought me every Scholastic Book of the Month until 9th grade. Oh, yeah...her Dad let O.J. walk free, while vowing to help him "find the real killer"...and my Dad is an electrician who carries a concealed weapon in case of a chance run-in with a black bear while gardening. Aside from those minor details, it's blatantly obvious. Wouldn't you agree?

I love you , Kim. Let's catch up, go to lunch, party down or sleep with the entire New Orleans Saints football team - why just limit it to Reggie? Whatever it takes, home girl...

~j

1 comment:

Tapdancing on My Last Nerve said...

I knew you belonged on the Kardashian show ever since I started watching it (obsessively)
I'd pay good money to see you in the middle of the sisterly eye-clawing fray. I bet there'd be way more police action.