1.28.1 - While at the grocery store you bump into an oddly familiar face--it's your evil twin! The evil twin follows you home and tries to convince your family (or friends) that he/she's you. How did you prove to your loved ones that you are the real you and the twin is an imposter?
Actually, it's not that difficult to tell the difference between me and my evil twin. I mean, besides the "evil" part.
I, for example, wouldn't ever wear a pair of leather pants, but he apparently just loves them. And don't for a second believe any of those people I know who say that he dresses better than I do. He can't see into a mirror any more than I can, and again, I point out the whole leather pants thing.
Secondly, and at least in my opinion, more importantly, I'm not a psychotic monster hell-bent on causing as much death and destruction around me as possible, all while taking a perverse pleasure in seeing just how cruel and diabolical I could possibly manage to be. Really, I've only got the monster part in common.
He can try to walk like me, talk like me, and has succeeded every now and then, in making people think for a few seconds that he really was me, but no one around him would ever have bought his version of me for very long. Unfortunately, the people who did aren't around anymore to regret the mistake.
He's as bad a guy as bad guys can get-- brilliant and creative in his evil. Me, the only thing I ever aspire to making brilliant and creative are the one-liners I toss off to any of those random vampires I dust in the street. That, and coming up with the best dig at Spike.
Yeah, Angelus may not have the nice, convenient "evil twin" facial hair-- and I have to thank Gunn for that particular pop culture reference, since I always preferred watching "Gunsmoke" in those days-- there's really no getting us mixed up.
Nope, no chance.
Angel
'Angel' the Series
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