People who look exactly alike are way smarter than you think.
Third Brother’s The Charm
“Once in college, I met a classmate to study for a group presentation. My brother was hanging around with me when my phone rang. I took the call, and when I returned ten minutes later, I found him hitting on my bewildered classmate. Upon seeing me, she shouted, ‘There’s three of you?!?’
~~~ 10 minutes prior:
While waiting for me to return, a shy Chinese freshman approached my brother and asked how the presentation was going. Rather than correct her, he sat down at my open computer and began walking her through the slides I’d been working on, bs-ing through a slideshow unaware of even what class it was for. He didn’t know what to do when he ran out of slides, so he excused himself, walked around a corner, took off his jacket and glasses and walked back.
“Have you seen my twin brother?” he asked her. She said he’d gone just around the corner he’d just come from. He thanked her and followed after this missing twin. He replaced his jacket and glasses and returned.
“Your brother is looking for you,” she helpfully informed him. He had been out of her sight for about 30 seconds.
“Forget about him,” my brother told her, leaning casually against a library table. “You know, we never really get a chance to talk in class.”
“Wha…what?” She stammered uncomfortably. She and I didn’t know each other at all.
“You’re cute. Do you have a boyfriend?” At this moment, I returned, to see her staring, aghast.
“There’s three of you?!?”
Turns Out, Cats Can’t Tell Twins Apart
“I have posted this before. I think the funniest ‘twin switch’ that happened to me recently was when I visited my sister’s house. (We’re sisters, probably identical, with slight visual differences and nearly identical voices and mannerisms.)
She’s got 4 cats, 3 of which are kittens from the same litter. They’re all varying levels of people-shy because they’re used to only being around her, but most of them like me too.
She has one cat, Moby, who is the shyest. But I was hanging out at her house all day on the couch, and he managed to come out of hiding and socialize a bit.
When she’s alone, she usually watches movies on the couch with a blanket, but that day while we’re watching a movie, I sat on her couch with a throw blanket over my legs and she sat on the loveseat.
We’re watching this movie, and Moby jumps up on the couch and snuggles in on my blanketed legs, and dozes off. Awww. He stays there for about an hour. Anyway, the movie ends and we start chatting, and Moby the cat’s chilled out on my legs.
I said something funny, and my sister laughs. Moby hears her laugh and looks in her direction, sees her sitting on the loveseat, and does a CLASSIC double take. You can just see his cat thought balloon say, ‘WAIT!!! IF SHE’S OVER THERE…WHOSE LEGS AM I SITTING ON?!?!!’
He jumped up super fast and stared directly into my face with this horrified, confused cat expression. “WHO ARE YOU?!?!?!” Then he ran off and hid under the dryer, all traumatized by his accidental snuggling with the wrong twin. He still runs off when he hears me.”
Guess The Class Switch Worked Out Better For One Twin
“When my twin brother and I were in 4th grade we traded classes for an entire week. He took all my tests for me and I took all his. We would meet at recess to plot each day out. On Friday of that week we revealed the whole thing to our teachers who were completely clueless. The classrooms happened to be next to each other and had one of those collapsible walls in between that could open up. At the moment of revelation the wall came down and the whole thing turned into a giant party. Later my brother found out that I bombed all his tests and he got all A’s on mine.”
They Can’t Hear But They Can Still Trick (Almost) Everyone
“My twin and I are Deaf. We both use ASL and our signing style is different. People were able to tell us apart. He is athletic and outgoing. I am an artistic and academic kind of person. Three stories I can think of:
There was one course that I really dislike. It’s really boring. So I paid my brother to go to class for 1 hour. He did. The professor was clueless, but the interpreter wasn’t. The next time I went, the interpreter said, ‘So… I met your other half. ‘
My brother was very involved with flag football. He was a coach for it. So once in a while I’ve got guys asking me about the schedule and details about it. I told them that they’re asking the wrong person. One day, I had decided to go along. I was in the elevator. One guy stepped in and asked me if the game was happening today. So I had to sign like my brother (because we both have different signing style). This guy was absolutely clueless. Not only I was able to act like my brother, but I answered every one of his question only because I remember what my brother’s plan for that day.
Last, I took 2D Design course. I really like this professor. She was the best teacher I had in my entire college career. I wanted my brother to meet her. My brother texted me saying he was outside. I could see him with his face against the window on the door. Then I was trying to get my professor’s attention. She told me to hold on and she will be right back. She was heading to the door. She saw my brother. She was confused. She thought I somehow teleport myself to the door. Then she laughed at the situation. ‘That was a quite introduction there,’ I said.”
Her OBGYN Was So Nervous She Hadn’t Slept All Night!
“Years ago, my (now ex) wife went in to see her OB-GYN, and the doctor was very quiet and nervous throughout her exam. When the doctor was done, she evidently summoned her courage, took a deep breath and said ‘I don’t know how to tell you this, but I saw your husband out last night at dinner…and I saw him kissing another woman.’ To which my wife responded ‘Did she have red hair and glasses?’ The OB-GYN, totally bewildered, was like ‘….how…did…you know that?’ The doctor was SO relieved to find out I had a twin who was married and said she’d been up all night worrying about telling her.”
The Twin Switch — But One Twin Didn’t Know It Happened
“Okay, so, my twin brother and I went to different high schools in different cities (long story), so naturally no one at my school knew I had a twin. It was nice, I wasn’t known for being a twin. Just me. Anyways, so it was around Christmas time, and my English class was doing a fundraising thing to buy toys for needy kids. We raised enough money and a group of us, including me, went to Wal-Mart to buy the toys. After that was said and done, our teacher decided to treat us to CiCi’s pizza. I called my dad to tell him where I was going to be. He tells me to have fun with my friends and will see me in a little while. Cool, get to make some new friend and free pizza, what could go wrong?
So, we’re all sitting down together at our table. Chatting, eating, the normal biz. I’m realizing that I’m low on my drink, so get up to go get a refill. I’m at the fountain and I look back at my table, and what do I see?
My twin brother, sitting at my seat and eating at my pizza, and everyone is sitting there talking to him, like nothing ever happened. We both have long hair and he was wearing something similar to me (black shirt and jeans, the universal metalness), none of them picked up on it. I can see across the restaurant my dad sitting at a table looking at me with the biggest sly grin on his face.
The bastard was still eating my pizza, so I walk back with ‘what the heck, man?’ And the table goes quiet. I’ll never forget the face of this one girl -although I did forget her name. She looked like she saw a ghost she was so pale. And then someone finally breaks the ice ‘Ohmigoooood, they’re twins!!’ So the rest of the night was spent answering twin questions. For a year they always asked me if I was really me, or if I had sent my brother over.”
Code Word: Waffles
“My twin and I are fraternal but people would still ask us stupid twin questions. So when were about seven we established a rule that if someone asked us to try and telepathically tell the other what we were thinking are first answer would always be ‘Ice cream’. If they wanted us to do it a second time the answer would always be ‘Waffles’. So they would makes up stare at each other and then have one of us whisper to them what the other one was thinking. Then they’d have the other one say out loud what they were thinking. Not particularly impressive but didn’t stop people giving us the classic black guy running away from a magic trick in shock response.”
Were Not Twins, I Just Met This Guy!
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“Identical twin here. We went to the same college and ALWAYS were asked ‘Hey are you guys twins?!’ while out drinking at bars. So one night I started answering, ‘Nope. Just met this guy tonight. He’s a pretty funny guy’. Drunk people started believing me running off yelling ‘Holy moly these guys look EXACTLY alike and they JUST MET!!!!’ or ‘NO WAY! You guys look like you could be related!’. I would pull that stuff all the time and would somehow always fool people.”
This Guy Had No Idea Who He Was Talking To
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“I’ve been a victim of identical twins. At the time, I worked in a small town with twin A. Cool guy, always talking of canoeing, hiking, mountain climbing and stuff. I knew he had a brother, but no idea they were twins.
So, one day, I was on holiday in the big city where we both studied, hanging out with friends for a Halloween party. Who did I see but A ! Me : Hi ! No idea you were coming other here, how are you ? Him : great, and etc. We talked for at least half an hour, me calling him A every two sentences, asking news of his girlfriend, chatting about his planned trip to do some canoe stuff in a god forsaken country, about his job, everything.
I then went back to the city where I worked with A, and people from work didn’t stop talking about their own Halloween party, how A’s costume was great and etc. I told them the joke was funny, but I had been to a party on the same day, 200 km away, and A hadn’t even bothered with a costume. Then A started laughing like mad and said : ‘Ah, my brother told me he had met you ! Hadn’t a clue who you were, though !’
Turns out they do this all the time to their new friends.”
Two Twins, One Play, And A Teacher On The Ground
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“Ooh, I got one. My twin brother was in a drama class in college where he had to do a scene, and he chose the ‘questions tennis’ scene from Rosenkrantz and Guildenstern are Dead. (If you’re familiar with the play, you know that part of the gag is that Rosenkrantz and Guildenstern can never remember which of them is which) Rawpixel.com/Shutterstock “During middle school my twin and I swapped classes for April Fools day. Our school day was broken up into form rooms and all classes were conducted in the same room by a single home room teacher. This meant that we were in opposite classes for almost the whole school day. “There was a time when we were younger, my whole family would hang out on the couch and watch TV. We’d usually be under a blanket as it gets cold in Wisconsin. Anyways, we watch the TV show and as the credits are rolling, I decide to get up and leave, I’m looking at my legs, (sticking out of the blankets) and I’m trying to move, but nothing happens. Now young me assumes the worst, I’ve been paralyzed! I try again to move and still nothing! I point to my legs and start yelling to my family I can’t move them, I’m genuinely freaking out. “My brother and I (identical) loved pulling off switches and things, but our best one was in seventh grade. (Note, we went to an alternative school that was attached to an elementary school, so there was only one class of grade sevens, and the 3 classrooms we had were on the top floor) It was our first day, and nobody at the school knew us yet. We decided to dress exactly identical. And as we were walking into the schoolyard, he walked over to the group of other students, I turned around and entered the school through the back door. I then walked into the basement, and hid behind a garbage can at the bottom step of the staircase that conjoined with the staircase that led up to our classroom. When the other students started walking towards the door, my brother says (extra loud, so I can hear) he left his backpack at the other side of the schoolyard. So he ran over to get it, going behind a tree and out of sight. The second they can’t see him, but still watching where he disappeared, I burst out of the front door, out of breath and holding an identical backpack.” “Just remembered this. When my bro and I were about 18 or 19 can’t remember which, he was on his provisional license because he kept getting tickets (in my state you have to have a provisional license for 18 months without any moving violations/other infractions before you get your full license) and I had my full license. He was about 2-3 months away from getting his full license and he got pulled over. My bro starts to panic and said now he’d have to wait another 18 months before getting his full license. I was in the passenger seat and before the cop came over we swapped IDs. Cop ran it and handed my license back to my brother. He then joked that we could have switched licenses and he wouldn’t know, we nervously chuckled and drove off.” “Identical twin checking in! “My Dad and my Uncle are identical twins. They were born in 1935, and grew up in 1950s. The did lots of the normal twin stuff (switching classes, etc) but one story stands out.The best story is from their college days. My Dad and Uncle both were DKEs at University of Oklahoma. My Dad was (I think) the house president, and my Uncle was the social chairman. One day my Dad was walking across campus when a young women came up and started tearing into him about not providing rides to a social function for her sorority. My dad let her finish her tirade, and then told her that she could tell it to his brother when she saw him. Needless to say she was mortified. My dad felt bad for the girl, and asked her out. And that is how my Dad met my Mother.” “When my brother and I see in 8th grade, I started telling people in some of my classes that my brother and I had switched and that I was actually him. Luis Molinero/Shutterstock “My parents had us on curfew, and many a night one we’d be at a party together, and curfew would arrive. One of us would go home and make curfew, walking into the master suite side and saying ‘mom, we’re home,’ while the other one stayed out all night. “My brother and I went to Universal Studios, I with an annual pass and he with a day pass. We left the theme park to get lunch and came back in the afternoon. What happens when you enter the gates of the theme park, they scan your card and your thumbprint, first time to make a match and the rest of the time to confirm that match. If it doesn’t match, I assume their security either kicks you out or takes you into custody. So before we went through the scanners the second time, my twin and I decided to switch passes to see if the thumbprint scanners were bogus. He goes through then I go through without any alarms or anything. ‘Ok, the scanners are bogus’ Before we take even 10 steps, a park representative with a clipboard walks up to us and asks if we can take part in a survey. With grins on our faces, we accept. The rep asks my brother, who is currently holding my pass, for his name. ‘AEIOUNY2’ Then asks for his birthday and his home address, all information that is the same between the two of us by default. Then she asks to see his (my) ID. No matter how similar we look to each other, the name on his ID won’t match the name on my pass. The whole time I’m wearing board shorts with no pockets, so he’s been holding my wallet throughout the day. He shows the rep his (my) ID, the rep compares the picture to his face, and thanks us for participating in the ‘survey.’ I learned two things: twins don’t share fingerprints; and theme park security is impressively sly.”
On the day of, I wore his usual jacket and bag and went in to class as him. He had prepped me on who to say hi to, and who to say ‘Nice job yesterday’ to, etc. No one the wiser. When it was his/my turn, I went up to the front and said Hi, I’m doing a scene from blah blah, several minutes of intro information. Still not rumbled.
Finally, the payoff: ‘and here’s my partner… The Best April Fool’s Day Switch
Only a small group of friends new about the devious plan. And we effectively April Fooled both entire classes. I had to go the whole day without my glasses, as my twin didn’t wear glasses at the time. It was scary for my shy self, but nothing like swapping places with your twin and finding out even your closest friends still couldn’t tell the difference.
It went on long enough, and despite some awkward confused faces from some of the girls in my brothers home room, no one figured out that I was an imposter. At the end of the day, my brother and I decided to reveal our identities at the same time. When I stood up and announced my true identity, my brothers home room teacher let out a deafening shriek, followed by uncontrollable laughter. It was epic. My real home room teacher was a demon, but apparently even she giggled when my brother revealed his identity too.
Basically: Swapped classes with my twin on April Fools. The only daring thing I have done in my whole life.”Are Those Your Legs…Or Mine?
The legs I thought were mine were actually my twin’s. He was angled in a way where they definitely looked like mine He got up and walked away and I was shocked. I gave my family a quick ‘never mind!’ And decided to locate the real position of my legs.
Family loves that one.”How Did He Just Appear From Nowhere?
Switched Licenses On A Cop
“When It Comes Down To It, 95% Of The Fun Of Being A Twin Is Having A Best Friend Who Thinks Exactly Like You”
In truth, it’s really difficult to pull things off after you get older. You get different hair (even the color sometimes), different voices, different ways of walking, different heights even. These things sound insignificant at first, but to those who know you they’re completely obvious.
That being said, in first grade my twin and I switched places for a day and nobody knew the difference. It was a highlight of my childhood. After that, it was mostly getting kicks out of our families by switching glasses/hats/ typical clothes one of us would wear. If we really wanted to, we could have switched places for our SATs, driver’s licensing examination, heck even at college if we wanted to. But by then we were wiser and all that jazz, and our parents would have killed us.
When it comes down to it, 95% of the fun of being a twin is having a best friend you thinks exactly like you. My brother and I have different opinions, tastes, and emotions but our thought processes are identical in almost every way. We say the same things, we fight the same battles, and we always have a best friend. That’s the best part.”And That, Kids, Is How My Dad Met My Mother
Their Prank Was So Good The Principal Loved It
We didn’t really do it, but I guess I was convincing. Eventually the teacher caught wind and talked to the principal who called both me and my brother down to the office.
So my twin brother, who had no idea that I was pretending to be him, got called down to the principals office and had no idea why. So when the principal asked us if we’d been switching classes, he looked really confused and scared. It was great.
When I confessed, the principal started laughing and said, ‘that’s hilarious. I really needed that today.’ And let us go back of class.
So it wasn’t some big elaborate swap, but it was a fun story for 8th grade me. And absolutely terrifying for my twin brother.”How To Get Around Curfew
It actually worked like a charm.”Universal Studios Knows How To Figure Out Which Twin Is Which
