Sibling Supremacy

My brother and I argue about the most inconsequential things. Last week, we spent more time than I care to admit in opposition over what a piece of melted cheese looked like. 

Specifically, it was Camembert that he was melting in a pan. He flipped it over and exclaimed that the burned-in image was a perfect replication of… you tell me!

a splotch of cheese that's a little bit burned. Part of it has grill or egg-lifter marks on it

A goose. He said it was a goose. That’s not what I saw. I saw an armadillo sitting like a human, facing east. He thought I was messing with him. I thought he was nuts. Then I got this:

He has drawn on some arrows and captions to highlight the supposed goose parts. I responded with this:

Notice that I came back at him with bold red circles and text. If we had continued, you wouldn’t have been able to see the photo at all.

After that, I received a couple of photos of armadillos and one of a goose with some humorously condescending text, pointing out the differences between the two. Finally, he asked me to bring Derek into this great debate. Derek’s saw an elephant which I consider a point for my side. Kevin’s response: it’s a good thing you two have each other.

Probably the best response so far came from Ken Eastwood. I showed him the original photo, told him the story, and asked him what he saw.

“I see three people with way too much time on their hands!”

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