Sometimes, when I worry that I'm not actually my father's son-
which is no doubt a popular debate around town-
I just put on some Hank Williams and, while enraptured, set myself at ease.
If there's no Hank around, I just take off my t-shirt and look at my torso in the mirror for a minute.
Dad's the exact same weight as me.
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