Mistaken Identity…

By: Chris

After spending a long and fulfilling day celebrating the coming of the offspring of Drunkle Bert and Aunt Mulan, high off the mini class reunion of castle park 1993, how much of a tool can one feel when you think you’re harassing your best friend only to find out it’s a complete stranger???

Well I’ll tell ya.

It started as we were leaving the parking lot at dusk. Fearful of the next day (school starts for all three) as we realize that we still need to buy supplies and are in need of fuel for the van. So I will recreate this experience:

The wife says to me… “Hey why is Bert going left when his wife is going right?”

I say, “lets mess with him” so I proceed to flash the high beams and honk the horn all the while riding his ass.

One of the kids say, “hey dad I don’t think its him”

So I get closer…

Holy crap…

Hopefully this poor guy had a good sense of humor.

His car is stuffed with what looked like baby gifts and he had the same hairstyle as one Bert.

So the next logical thing to do is actually call Bert to confirm it…

I say “Hey Bert, just to make sure… (I knew what kind of car he drives) what car are you driving?” only to find out its not the Toyota Camry that is turning down a road that the driver had no intentions on turning onto in the first place-probably crapping his pants in fear-poor old little asian man.

I think I’ll blame this one on the long and fulfilling day in the relentless sun with our great friends.