Identical Twins. What's the craziest way which you've abused your powers of mistaken identity?

I had a friend who had an identical twin, and they both spent the first month of university,

they went to the same school, convincing everybody that there was actually three of them,

and that they were triplets. By the time they decided to come clean, nobody would believe that

there wasn't a third of them around somewhere.

You can't trick me. I've hung out with Lukeless countless times, etc. My dad is an identical twin.

When he was dating my mum in college, he used to play a game with his twin. He'd call my mom and

partway through the conversation, hand the phone off to my uncle. My uncle would see how long he could carry the conversation before he had to tap out and hand the phone off to my dad.

Anyways, the first time my mum ever said, I love you, to my dad, she was actually talking to my uncle.

My uncle faltered, and that was when my mum realized what had been happening.

They must have straightened everything out

because they ended up married and had me. But seriously, what a colossal strategic error on my dad's

part. My brother and I had a sequence of ten numbers memorized, so if anyone ever asked if we were

telepathic, we could prove that we were. This was like third grade. I know two sets of twins that have created their own language. One of them taught them to their kids who are now step-siblings. I walked in one day and they were speaking what sounded like an alien language. They stopped for a second and stared at me because it had been a secret. My stepbrother ended up telling me, but I was amazed because it was a full

conversation like it was completely normal. I just couldn't understand a word. 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. Ugh, my twin and I tried switching places for a day in grade school.

It lasted all of five minutes, because even though our teachers didn't catch on,

her classmates knew and kept asking what I was doing in their class and where my sister was.

My sister and I did the exact same thing.

In first grade, the teacher had the class split up into different groups with my

sister and I in different groups. After a little while, our teacher moved the groups so that I was

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