When Brandt gets sleepy, he tends to talk about very random things. On Saturday night, well past midnight, he started randomly talking about someone, but I didn’t recognize the name (he was Earless; my excuse is a lifetime of misunderstandings caused by chronic ear infections as a kid). The conversation went like this:
Me: “…Who on earth is ‘Biekel Burkett’?!”
Brandt: “‘Eagle Bucket’?!”
Me: “Wait, what name did you say?!”
Brandt: “WHOOPI GOLDBERG.”
Me: “Ooooh Whoopi Goldberg! Yeah, that’s not what I heard at all!”
Brandt: “I don’t know who ‘Beagle Bartlett’ is…”
It was a misunderstanding of a misunderstanding of a misunderstanding. That’s got to be a new record!
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