Splitting Adam Page #2

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I don't think you should be...

Ah!

Surprise!

Uh, uh, uh?

What?

That is not cool.

I'm telling mom.

Hashtag.

What?

What does that even mean?

Gillian, where's Adam?

Getting a tan.

What is that?

Guys, I gotta get out of here.

Open it, open it.

It won't open.

It's like a safe.

What?

Guys, okay... okay, so now

it's glowing and spinning.

Why is it doing that?

Uh-oh.

Uh-oh?

What does uh-oh mean?

Just open it up!

He looks even paler than usual.

Okay.

The party's over.

You guys gotta go.

Uh.

Uh!

Do you know

we talk in our sleep?

Uh, aaahh!

Uh!

Oh.

Uh.

Uh. Oh.

Ah!

Oh!

Cranky.

What is it?

What's wrong?

Oh, just a scream.

Yes, I thought I saw a... clown

underneath my... my bed.

A clown!

A... where?

I hate clowns!

Uh, it was just a bad dream.

Video games after midnight

not a good idea.

Promise to behave?

Uh.

Oh, those are from last week.

Oh, so I smelled.

Who are you?

What do you mean?

I'm you.

All right.

Ah!

Oh.

Am I that bad?

Uh, Sheldon... dude.

This should be

very cooling on the eyes.

And now the cucumbers.

There you go.

Hashtag treat yourself.

I can't watch this.

You do know it's not me, right?

Ah!

What are you?

An evil twin?

A doppelganger?

What have you done

with our wingman?

Guys, guys, it's me, okay?

That's not me.

Well, it is, kind of.

It's like... it's like a clone.

Like a clone thing, you know?

Clones?

Like brothers from

the same brother?

This just doesn't happen.

What?

Did he just appear

out of thin air?

No.

Here it is.

No, no, no.

I saw it!

I'm next!

There isn't gonna be a next!

Ugh!

Hey!

I said there isn't

gonna be a next.

You do realize that was the

cord to the treadmill, right?

Yeah, I do.

Whatever.

Dude, this is the most awesomest

thing that ever happened to us.

If you can't see how

amazed balls this is...

Okay, fine, it's amazed

balls, but we have to play it

safe.

You guys have to agree that we

won't go anywhere near it

until we decide exactly

what to do with it.

Mm-hmm.

All right, good.

'Cause right now

we got bigger problems.

You already

look ten years younger.

Okay, Gillian's

in her own world,

so she probably won't notice.

But nothing

gets past Uncle Mitch.

He may not be

a very good magician,

but he's a master

of observation.

You have got

to stop working so hard.

What the...

Here comes the boom.

Did you make me

chocolate chip pancakes

with smiley faces on them?

Your favorite, right?

Sherlock Holmes

is definitely on the case.

Uh!

Greatest nephew ever!

Okay.

But I mean

what if he's dangerous?

How do we know that thing's

not a complete psycho?

Uh, it's smiley-face

chocolate chip pancakes, dude.

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