Unfiltered Story #316715

Back in the early 2000’s, when I was single and in between marriages, I would go out with friends to enjoy the night. I don’t drink alcohol, but I’d still hangout with them at the bar. This made it more fun, because I got to see the hilarity that ensued with the patrons as they kept drinking.

One of my friend’s was chit chatting with another gentleman. I was with the rest of my friends. My friend and the chit chatter came over to talk with us for a bit. After a few minutes he introduces himself. If I tell you I remember his name, I’d be lying to you.

We introduced ourselves and shake hands.

Me: “I’m Brian.”

Friend #1: “Hi, I’m Brian.”

Friend #2: “Hi, I’m Ryan.”

The chit chatter stood there, mouth agape.

The chit chatter stammers and puts his hands up. Obviously a little inebriated.

Chit chatter: “Wait. What are your names?”

My friend who was originally talking to him steps up.

Friend #3: “That’s my brother Brian, my other brother Brian, and my other brother Ryan.”

We lost it.