I never thought that being a twin could be so much fun. Well, I was never born one, but my cousins are twins. Would you believe, they used to had so much fun together and not just that, they've had so much escaping moments where they served to be of great help to each other.
When I was a kid I used to think that, it is just a parent trap and being an adult I realized that I wasn't completely wrong. Being one of the twins isn't just a trap for your family but for others too. I wonder how many people have ever wished there were two versions of them. Did you ever think of it now or used to think back then in your childhood? Wishing someone, to take the fall for you? Someone to ace a test for you, just reach somewhere you can't be, or just cover your backside? Well, only you have the answers.
What I have, are the interesting stories and confessions that I discovered recently on the web. They'll tell you what these identical twins did while having each others' back since their childhood to the adult stage. Let's listen to some of these stories and confessions.
When we were younger, I decided I wanted to quit my job at so I had my brother grow a beard and run in claiming to be me from the future. It was hilarious. He ran in and yelled 'I need to speak with John', and I acted confused and said 'Who are you?' and he said 'I'm you from the future! We have to get underground ASAP, I'll explain on the way!' Then I threw my apron on the counter and ran out with him.
I've run into people (not close friends, just acquaintances) I haven't wanted to talk to and have pretended to be my identical twin to avoid annoying small talk: 'Oh, I'm sorry, you must think I am [my name]. We are twins; this happens a lot.'
My twin brother got me a detention for his dress code violation and neglected to tell me which resulted in me almost getting suspended. In return, I failed his French test.
When my brother and I were about two years old, we went to get our passport pictures taken. My brother went first, and he got his picture taken normally, but for some reason, I was a little [awful] that day, and I got to the point where I was screaming to my parents that I did not want my picture taken.
They were not ready to put up with another minute of my nonsense, so they got my brother and me, and they switched our shirts without the cameraman noticing. So, in my place, my brother took the picture with my shirt without anyone ever finding out that he was in both pictures. To this day, I still mess with other people to try to guess which twin is which in those two pictures.
My twin brother and I go to different colleges. I knew he was coming up to visit a couple of weeks after college started, so I didn't tell any of my new friends I had a twin and didn't friend anyone on social media or anything. When he came up to visit, he came right to my room. And we switched for about an hour. It was great.
He said he had an in-depth conversation about the fantasy football league I was in, just using clues he found in the conversation. Nobody had any idea. Want a real mess with a group of people? Pull a good twin switch. The reveal was awesome. He was having dinner in the dining hall with my friends; I sat down at a nearby table. The looks of disbelief on people's faces were unbelievable. This one guy looked at him, looked at me, looked at him, looked at me. Speechless. God, I love being a twin.
My twin sister and I aren't fully able to utilise our 'ability', due to not living with each other for most of our lives, but we do like to have fun with it. If we visit each other's town with a new group of friends, we will switch places with one another, and always make the "newcomer" look like they are amazing at figuring out random tips and tricks of the city.
On a more serious note, my sister and I switched places about eight months ago to save her from a terrible boyfriend. My sister is too sweet to hurt a fly, but she really needed to dump this guy. So we switched places, I met up with the jerk at the bar and told him very honestly that him and I (my sister) couldn't be together due to his abusive nature.
My twin brother was President of the class, and I was Vice President. When it came time for after school re-election speeches for senior year, my brother completely forgot and walked home. I did my speech for Vice President, then borrowed a friend's shirt and made up a Presidential speech for him on the spot. We both won.
My twin and I have swapped places successfully in many situations, but the most recent was probably the best. My brother is an adjunct professor at a local university teaching web design. None of his students knew he had a twin. On April 1st, I came in to open the class instead of him. I casually said 'Hi' to about 20 students, discussed questions about a project and even discussed a student's grade before opening the lesson. No one noticed anything out of the ordinary. About 5 minutes into this, my brother threw open the classroom door and stepped in. He pointed to me and said, 'Who is this imposter?!' We didn't know how they would react but we thought it would be a lot louder. Instead, most of the student's mouths dropped open, and they just stared back and forth in complete confusion and terror in a few cases.
Finally, I broke in and said that I was teaching my class, as usual, and who was this guy interrupting? He dashed up to the front and said it was his class and I should leave. We then asked the students whose class it was, and about half got it right for bonus points and half got it wrong. Either way, we made their day, and we haven't been able to play this trick again for the past few years because it still gets talked about.
My twin brother and I went to different colleges and didn't reveal to the friends we made that we each had a twin. One day a group of people approached me in the street, calling me by my brother's name and asking me if I would like to join them in the pub.
I knew that my twin brother was already at the pub so I said I'd bet them free drinks if I beat them to the pub in a foot-race, even if I gave them a head start. They agreed and ran off at top speed while I stood there casually checking my watch and buffing my fingernails on my lapel, only for them to arrive exhausted, and find 'me' standing at the bar, drink already in hand. I know it's not exactly an achievement, but it was a fond fun twin moment.
My brother and I went to the same college. On one occasion we both went to the library- I was studying, he was meeting a classmate for a project. She ran into me instead and I pretended to be my brother. When it got old, I went looking for him but couldn't find him, so I took off my jacket and came back to the girl. I introduced myself and explained that my brother was her classmate, and I was looking for him. She said he had just left. I walked away, put the jacket on, and came back. She said my brother was looking for me.
I kept leaving and coming back several times until eventually my brother finally arrived. When she saw him, wearing something different what I had worn with or without the jacket, she freaked out and yelled, 'THERE ARE THREE OF YOU!?!'
While in Iraq, I signed all my legal rights over to my brother. That gave him legal rights to my bank account. When my family was in financial trouble, I gave the OK for my brother to take money out of my account. The bank refused to honour the legal document and would not let my brother take money out. Next day he went to the same bank with my passport and took the money out of my account.
Identical triplet here. I was the paper writer back in high school, while one brother took care of the sciences, and the last one helped with math tests or homework. Done it a few times in the freshmen and sophomore years. Decided to end our shenanigans in the later years for academic integrity and stuff.
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