While we were in Dahlonega, Biggy--the same Biggy who drinks the fruity beverages--bought a few trash magazines, including Us, to peruse in the jacuzzi. I was thumbing through Us myself Friday afternoon when I came across a picture of Marc Anthony and JLo. Wow, I thought, he looks just like..., prompting me to ask my husband:
TR: Hey, who does he look like? And it doesn't have to be a human.
Biggy (who never tries very hard): I don't knoooow. Whoooo?
Biggy: Yeah, I guess he does.
He should have gotten it, seeing that the dog spent the holiday in the cabin with us, doing that constant little sad squint-wink all day. Later on, during the dinner preparations, I bet Biggy that Mamoo would get it immediately. I took the picture into the kitchen:
TR: Hey, Mamoo,who does he look like? And it doesn't have to be human.
Mamoo (never skipping a beat of her mashed potato whipping): Brody.