Oops, I married my Twin.
February 12th, 2008 by intr0vertI always wished I had a twin (male or female). My first name is actually derived from the Aramaic word for “Twin” (I’ll let you google that yourself). You can call me weird, label me a pervert if you must (you were going to anyway). But there is something twisted, yet endearing (and kinda hot) about this story:
LONDON -Twins who were separated at birth got married without realizing they were brother and sister… They were never told that they were twins. They met later in life and felt an inevitable attraction, and the judge had to deal with the consequences of the marriage that they entered into and all the issues of their separation.
How weird would it be to meet someone with whom you have EVERYTHING in common? Seriously Everything. Unless you were told that you were twins I would have to assume that it would seem like ANY love story. And how weird should a story like this actually be today? Soon enough having two sexes will be obsolete, anyway. Genetically, I TOTALLY AGREE THAT ITS WRONG! I took college Sociology (twice I think?) and understand the ideas about genetic diversity and all of that. But then again I don’t believe that ANYBODY should really be breeding right now.
But really, whatever, unless they breed… to each their own.
In this case, literally.


