
You were called; Marky when you were a young 'un... Mark as you grew into adulthood. Mom's monkey-faced son. But then Mom's says "No, don't talk about mi hito like that." So I say; "But Mom, what does that say about me if I'm his twin sister?" At which time I get a dirty look of disapproval. Nah, I kid, but no really... you always did remind me of a chimpanzee. What? Their cute. Maybe it's the ears.
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