The clones voice would do my head in, and even worse knowing that it's my voice too. And I'd be looking at the clone thinking jesus look at you, you fat troll. Look how you smile, absolutely contemptible.
I'll definitely compile this in the best of Corpsey; observations, quips and stray thoughts.But maybe eventually I'd feel compassion for the clone. Or the clone would make me laugh, and I'd think, this clone isn't so bad after all and by extension neither am I.
This is like the plot for a great movie (maybe leaving out the 69ing).