Heard at a Bar

Said to me by semi-drunk/senile old man: You could be twin brother of this guy i know name David.

Me: Well, I don't have any brothers.

Old drunk/senile man: He lives with his mom in Carroll County and he's a developmental retard. It's hard for me to understand him. Obviously you aren't a retard (meaning me), but you have the same glasses, mustache, beard and glasses.

So count it folks. I'm a spitting image of a "developmental retard" named David. Good company.