Doppelganger can't resist the call of the super bowl party...

They are growing more common, but I ran into a doppelganger of someone I know today. The original copy is one of my closest friend's brother. He really likes talking about himself. A lot. It's not just people he knows or knows him. It's random strangers and the conversation doesn't involve beginnings or endings. It just starts with one person moves to the next and so on and so on till the end of human existence or someone takes it upon themselves to end it themselves with a Styrofoam plate and some hotwings. But I digress, I met the girl copy tonight. She scanned the room for any available suckers to make eye contact and she found me. She(and when I say she I mean soul sucker Molly) came over and sat next to me. She seemed friendly enough. We had a pretty average ranging from hating work and where we grew up. Then it got weird. In a span of 15 minutes I went to knowing nothing about her to knowing what her childhood first grade teacher's 85 Plymouth wagon color(it was cobalt blue). But it didn't stop there. Oh no. It went on. I found out that she really like someone in the party. That she is willing to cheat on her "man" if there's a chance to get with a friend of mine. She also mentioned that her current boyfriend lost his last girlfriend to cancer. SO by the grace of some unknown entity that control's the universe we will lioke to call joebob sent me a gay man with perfect timing for me to run for my fucking life back into the party and just hide. So a long story... well not very short but very painful, ends on a good note. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger right?
BD