Genetics: Recessive and Dominate

You may or may not be aware of the little treat I discovered in my fourteenth or fifteenth year, the Eggtooth. It sits prominently on the right side of my nose dictating that all photos should be taken of my left side. I usually forget that. "I" noticed it when my adoring great aunt asked me about the huge zit on my nose, and should I have something like that looked at?

UHHHH...

And so it continues. During times of anger and distress it flashes ominously. Other times it flashes quirkily. And still others it tries to and some pink and blend in as a common bump. Skip kinda likes it, calling it my imperfection on a seemingly perfect face. Although he also called Uma Thurman so ugly she's beautiful. But there's no doubt that the eggtooth is a source of joy for him. So wouldn't be even more stoked if I found another eggtooth?

I'm not sure, but after I noticed Alexis Bledel almost develops a slight eggtooth (it could've been lighting and camera angles and make up), in the final episode of Gilmore Girls I showed Skip a picture of her.

"Wow," he says, "the girl has a huge forehead. Like huge. It competes with my five-head."

Uhhh huh, but look for the eggtooth. You need to see this.

"I mean with out bangs that's ridiculous," he continues. Maybe he would like some bangs too?

And then he spots the almost eggtooth, gasps and spurts out this   "If we have a daughter that's what she'll look like!"

I think that if we time it right our daughter could play her daughter in mockumentary about eggtooths.