Photo Evidence

Won't my brother Rob just love having pictures of himself popping up on Facebook, all dressed up in these ridiculous shorts and dancing the night away at the gay club downtown? Of course, he'll know that it's not really him in those photos -- he'll know that it's really me inside of his body, controlling it just like it was my own. He'll be there for every second of it, but completely unable to say or do anything about it as I pretend to be him.

That's what the fucker gets for making fun of me for being gay. I thought he would be cool when I went to him about it, but he just laughed in my face. Now he's gonna get a first-person look at what it's like, and the way he looks in these shorts, I'm sure "Rob" is going to be very, very popular at the club tonight -- and I'll have the photos to prove it.