Schechter has a ridiculous amount of twins, I swear.
No joke, I swear to god, I have seen Brian Schechter at least three times in my daily life, and at least once in half the things that I've seen on a screen. No. Joke.
This is just one of them:
If that man were shorter and ponytail-less, he would be Schechter. With a ridic heavy Irish accent. But he would be Schechter. This's making me want a fic about Bob the sailor from Newfoundland who was blown off course, along with his crew, who are all from Utah and ran to Canada to escape the law for something they did (they all swear it was Bert's fault). So they land in the little port town that Brian lives in, and the place is small, and the hotel is almost full, so the crew squeezes into what space is available, but Bob can't do that. So he volunteers to try and bunk with someone in town, and eventually he ends up at the pub and asks if he can, like, sleep under a table or something, and Brian is like "dude there's an extra room upstairs. You may have to fight Gerard for it, but you're totally welcome to stay."
AND THEN THEY FALL IN LOVE. OR SOMETHING. IDEK.
This is just one of them:
Click to viewIf that man were shorter and ponytail-less, he would be Schechter. With a ridic heavy Irish accent. But he would be Schechter. This's making me want a fic about Bob the sailor from Newfoundland who was blown off course, along with his crew, who are all from Utah and ran to Canada to escape the law for something they did (they all swear it was Bert's fault). So they land in the little port town that Brian lives in, and the place is small, and the hotel is almost full, so the crew squeezes into what space is available, but Bob can't do that. So he volunteers to try and bunk with someone in town, and eventually he ends up at the pub and asks if he can, like, sleep under a table or something, and Brian is like "dude there's an extra room upstairs. You may have to fight Gerard for it, but you're totally welcome to stay."
AND THEN THEY FALL IN LOVE. OR SOMETHING. IDEK.