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Dad wishes he has a twin sometimes, and asked me if I did. I said no, because truthfully one of me was probably enough for everybody and he laughed and said it absolutely wasn't, but there could never be two of me.

The only thing he'd ever blown up was a balloon, but would they trust him on that?

CREEPY: Looks like hands turning into jellyfish; tastes like cakes that are alive; feels: too close.