It’s true. I recognise people by the shape of their skulls. Before you think I’m an incredibly morbid type of emo, I blame my education. I spent an entire semester
playing with learning from skulls (casts and real ones).
I also spent a semester studying bricks of South East Queensland but that was much more boring than skulls.
So it was kind of trained into me. It’s not my fault!
We were watching EuroTrip last night and debating who someone looked like. Then I realised it was someone I met a few weeks ago – at the time I thought they had a very American looking face.
Now, that in itself doesn’t sound too creepy. But just picture this: a casual catch up at a friends house. Some people you know. Some people you don’t know.
And off to the side, talking to the dog, is this mostly antisocial/introvert/lazy person who is thinking about your skull.
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