This morning I was getting ready for a little pre-work 5k. I had my shoes and my running clothes in a little pile, but I was still wearing jeans and a T-shirt. I stripped off my shirt in order to exchange it for my running shirt. As I did so, I caught a glance at myself in the mirror.
It may be that the reason my twin didn't survive, was to keep me from turning gay. I'm that good-looking.