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How I met your mother ƒV[ƒYƒ“5yŒ´‘čzDoppelgangers

Barney?

I am simple street performer from Estonia.Who is this Barney?

Oh, he's just this guy we know who has, like, a really lame blog.

I hear it's getting better.I mean, what is blog?

It's just something that was cool, like, eight years ago.

Still cool.Still sounds pretty cool, man.

What's your name?

Kristof.

Kristof what?

Kristof Doppelganger.

Really?

Yeah.

You're gonna go with the last name Doppelganger?

That's my name, man.

Bro.

Robin, wait.Please try to understand.

Look, I gotta get out of here.

Put yourself in my shoes.I mean, can you imagine what it's like to have the phone ring and it's your dream job on the other end?

put oneself in someone's shoes ‚Ě—§ę‚É‚Č‚Á‚Ä‚Ý‚é

Yes.I can.Good luck in Chicago, Don.

Barney, why are you doing this?

Wait a minute.Could it be that Barney Stinson actually wants us to have kids?

Who is this Barney? Take American chill pill.

Well, let me tell you about him.He talks a big game about how no one should ever have kids before they're at least 45.

I would be interested in reading some of these opinions in blog form.

But I think I know what happened.Yesterday, Barney thought he had to say goodbye to someone he truly loves.And it got him thinking.Maybe it wouldn't be the worst thing if a baby joined our little group.

Babies can be cute.

Mmm.And someday, he's gonna make the best uncle in the world.Because this Barney, he's family to us.

Excuse me.I heard you're from Estonia.So am I.

Excuse me one moment.Estonia would close out the Baltics!

close out `‚đŠŽ—š‚ł‚š‚é

And I am street performer, like you.

Hey.

Say yes to this.

Okay.

Can I move back in?

Yes.

But, Ted, am I just the biggest idiot in the world?

Look, think about all of us five years ago, when we first met you.Marshall and Lily were just boyfriend and girlfriend.Now they're married and thinking about kids.And Barney? Barney was never gonna commit to anyone, ever.And last year, he fell in love.And me, I was chasing some girl I was convinced was the one.Now she's one of my closest friends.And you? Five years ago, you never would've chosen love over your career.But today, you did.

Looks like I'm getting dumber.

No, just more courageous.Look, we've all been searching for the five doppelgangers, right?

Mmm-hmm.

But eventually, over time, we all become our own doppelgangers.You know, these completely different people who just happen to look like us.Five Years Ago Robin? That girl, she was pretty great.But Doppelganger Robin? She's amazing.We've, um - We've had a lot to drink.

I don't care.

What? Oh! I forgot.I'm blond.I have blond hair.

You're blond.

And that's the story of how dyeing my hair blond kept us from doing something we both would have regretted that night.Kids, the universe is funny.

Oh, my God.

Yes! You're here! I don't understand This is fantastic!

Baby, simmer.Your husband's right here.At least attempt to hide it.

simmer Š´î‚ލĄ‚É‚ŕ”š”­‚ˇ‚é

Guys, follow me.

Guys, look! The fifth doppelganger!

Uh, Lily?

That dude looks

Guys, go with it.

Kids, you can ask the universe for signs all you want.

It's uncanny.

uncanny ˆŮ—l‚Č

Right?

Looks just like Barney.

Amazing.

It's like looking in the mirror.

But ultimately, we only see what we wanna see, when we're ready to see it.

So, does this mean

Marshall Eriksen, put a baby in my belly.

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