Fake Drake

My college was haunted with alternate universe look-a-likes. There was a twin of my friend Carly, a twin of my friend Rachel, a twin of my friend Ali and so-on. We nicknamed each one by adding the letter F (for fake) to the beginning of their names, so that Fake Carly became Farly, Fake Rachel became Fachel, Fake Ali became Fali, yadda yadda.

And now, though he didn’t go to my college despite it practically being in Canada, I’d like to add one more to the list: Fake Drake. Frake.

Frake donned a beard, Rivers Cuomo glasses and emo bangs for a segment on Jimmy Kimmel where he interviewed pedestrians a-la Gideon Yago (these MTV circa 2000 references today, huh?!). He asked them all sorts of questions that for the most part, resulted in the type of very awkward answers you’d never want to actually say to the real Drake.

But these people said it anyway, which either means Drake is becoming the Anne Hathaway of rappers, or, as Charlotte pointed out, it’s a testament to the fact that Aubrey Graham is first and foremost an actor.

I’ll always have a soft spot for the former Degrassi star, so Aubrey, Drake, Frake, if you’re reading this, I didn’t watch the ESPYS but it’s totally okay to cry. And if it’s worth anything, I’d rap “Worst Behavior” to you in a side-parted wig any ol’ day of the week.

Especially if it meant I got to high-five you on the stage at Jimmy Kimmel Live!