we were out at a club one night with Mr. REA's sister.
i know i know. it was awkward.
no, not the sister part. but the being at a club part.
don't worry, i didn't dance.
so Mr. REA's sister says to me:
you know who you look like - Brooklyn Decker.
i was stunned. flattered.
i have been compared to many an actress in my days, but never the beautiful Brooklyn Decker.
the woman is a bikini model.
i am not a bikini model.
but i won't read too far into the compliment.
noticing my obvious excitement, Mr. REA inquires:
what got you so happy all of a sudden?
Mr. REA's sister repeats,
i said she looks like Brooklyn Decker.
just as i am basking in the glory of once-again being compared to a gorgeous bikini model, Mr. REA interjects without skipping a beat,
Brooklyn Decker has double D's.
and that was the end of that.
