You might not know it, but I’m a pretty big Michael Jackson fan, as I’ve publically and shamefully confessed before. In one of his biggest hits, he sings about how some kid is not his even though the mom says he’s the dad.
I don’t think I have this problem. And I have “proof”:

Yeah, I’m thinking the resemblance is there.

We just need to get the guy to learn how to grow a beard. I guess now I know why they call it a “proof”.
I will now bring out my crystal ball and predict that someone with an affinity for pig rabbit combinations will say something about Hawaiian Shirts and likely lobby their senator to introduce a bill to ban them from all people with the middle name of Wayne.
Oh, and speaking of bragging about my kids, look at the Thank You letter Jaden wrote for his awesome Kindergarten teacher.












