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Of Text Messages and Dopplegangers
Note to Challenge Participants: Today’s entry is slightly crude. I mention this now in case you’re easily offended, or if you’re looking for an excuse to click away.
One night back in January 2010, my buddy from Minnesota, Conrado, initiated a text message conversation with me while I was resting lazily at home in my cozy California apartment. Little did I know that this transamerican text message conversation would turn out to be my all-time favorite SMS correspondence in which I was a participant. All these years later, I still have the conversation saved on my phone. Here’s how it went.
Conrado: I’m looking at a girl who looks like you. She’s really hot too. It’s kinda weird.
Kevin: But oh so right. Hit on her?
Conrado: No. She’s singing karaoke outside my group. It’s weirding me out though.
Kevin: Take a picture?
Conrado: Haha. I’ll try. I’ll send it if I do.
A few minutes later, Conrado sent me a picture via SMS. It was a photo of his buddy happily posing alongside an attractive girl whom I am assuming must have been the only Asian woman in Minnesota at the time. Whatever skepticism I might have initially had about this girl’s resemblance to me completely vanished as soon as I saw the picture. She really did look like me. It would be rude if I posted the picture here without this random girl’s permission, so try looking at the picture on my blog’s “About” section and imagine a female with a similar facial structure. Her features were softer, and her chin was sharper and a bit more delicate, but she really looked like a hot female KZ.
Conrado: Funny how we got this picture.
Kevin: Nice dude! Would it be wrong of me to whack off to this picture?
Conrado: No! In fact, it would be wrong if you don’t.
Kevin: I’ll tell you all about it?
Kevin: It was a little weird with Diana in the room, but I got it done. That was some good doppleganger fantasy sex.
Conrado: If I could have added tentacles to the picture, I would have.
Technology has really taken us somewhere, hasn’t it? As far as I’m concerned, the culmination of modern-day technological research and scientific discovery amounts to this very conversation between Conrado and me spanning thousands of miles, and happening in real time. Lord knows, all of that inconsequential filth might have gone unsaid, and the world would have been a much poorer place in the balance.
30 Minus 2 Days of Writing (2013)
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