Ahh, I'm late. But it's all in good time, so that you will see the best at the end.

My brother and I, inspired by both the kings Fred and George, and our own father, have spent a good portion of our life(and we refer to it as one) conducting good-hearted pranks on the unsuspecting. Those fortunate enough to find themselves in the presence of our humor would tell you these tales.

As seems to be the theme, i'll start with one of our college stories. I was renting a house while my brother was staying with our cousin due to a combination of financial difficulty and their shared job. I'd set up a small party, more of a get-together with a new group of friends at my place. My brother, Tim (Oh, by the way, my name is Drew) said he'd make it later. Well after a bit of beer we were all having a great time. Knowing that a bit of beer makes twin-pranks about 5 times as great, I began to withdraw my thoughts from the group's conversation and brainstorm new ideas. And it hit me. In fact, I'm reasonable sure my jaw dropped, in part due to the impressive nature of the prank, and in part due to the easily amused nature gained from the previously mentioned beer. So I text Tim and tell him to shave his beard like uncle Tommy had done a couple years before. After losing a bet to his wife, he'd shaved his beard in thin 45-degree stripes. My brother and I were so impressed that we'd still remembered it perfectly. So Tim tells me "sure" and knows I want to him come in the back door. A little over half an hour later...oh wait, this may go without saying, but Tim and I match in everything, because if we didn't then we wouldn't be able to mess with people. So our facial hair, weight, fashion, etc. all match. Anyway, about half an hour later I've shifted the conversation to facial hair, and managed to get one of the guys to....my brother just texted me actually-I've gotta go. I'll wrap this up later.