Two men were sitting near eachother in a bar. They had both been there for hours, steadily becoming more drunk as the day went on.
One man turns to the other and slurs to him, 'Hey, you look familliar. Do I know you from someplace?"
The other man says, "That's funny, I was just about to ask you the same thing. Did you grow up around here?"
"Yeah. Me and my family moved here when I was twelve."
"Really? Mine too! What high school did you go to?"
"Hoover High, Class of '87. What about you?"
"This is so weird! That's the same school I went to and the same year I graduated."
This went on for hours and as the two men drank and talked, they realized they had much more in common like the same birthday, childhood friends, ect.
Now, the bartender was listning to the two men and as he was wiping down the bar the phone rang. It was that bartender's wife and she wanted to know when he'd be home.
The bartender eyed the two men, who were now sitting beside eachother talking animatedly. He told his wife, "I guess that depends on how long it takes for the Dubois boys to realize that they're twins again."