My face, his body

March 2, 2009

“Apparently my Dad was really good at escaping during the Revolution,” said the woman on the BART train. “He was good at changing his hair and sneaking across rivers and shit. I never liked him, and I just had a really harsh reality check because I didn’t know I looked like him. Now my Facebook picture is a picture of my Dad, and people think I Photoshopped it to put my face on his body.”

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