Funny thing is ... my ‘long form’ is actually smaller than my certified colorful COLB.
And the other funny thing is that I keep a notarized copy of each with my important files in case its ever needed.
So does my mother.
Were I asked such a silly question about myself (Were you really born in the U.S.?) I would simply excuse myself, get to the file-safe, come back, show the questioner both documents, offer them copies, and if needed sign a release for them to get copies directly from the source - there’s nothing to hide here. I’d be damned if I’d pay lawyers thousands of dollars to argue what I could prove in 30 seconds. And THAT is what makes it so darn fishy...
I still have my original BC. It is in a fireproof storage safe and it looks all of my 53 years old and is stll legible and accessible in under 5 minutes. I’ve used it to enlist in the Marines and get a California driver’s license. I’ll probably have to produce it again if I want to get a passport.
Oblahblah said in one of his autobiographies (and who the hell writes two before they’re 50!?) he found his years ago. He’s hiding something for sure. Something worth close to a million dollars to hide. I’d love to find out what it is.
That's an insult to dead fish. It would be best described as Skunky. Even a dog won't put up with that kind of smell. Whereas pretty much anything else that stinks, they'll roll in, and/ or bring to you as an offering of their devotion.