My Cousin, Superman

i just met up with some of my extended family for coffee in NYC, rather unexpectedly. my aunt ellen, uncle jack, and cousins, jordan and brittany, are passing thru on vacation from Charlotte, NC. and, well...

it turns out, i'm not the craziest person in my family, after all.that honor goes to my cousin, Jordan, aka Superman.

now, why jordan shaved a superman logo in his chest hair? i do not know. i, honestly, didn't think to ask. i was laughing to hard. but i'm proud of my superhero cousin, who, himself, is very proud of his deeds.

i feel like this is something i probably would've done myself a few years back if i had thought it. fortunately, i didn't.

i think it's safe to say, the entire male side of my family has some serious genetic defect, or mutation. what else could explain our constant ability to do such heroic, yet, INCREDIBLY STUPID things?