The milkman, perhaps?

Before I completely beat the side-by-side-picture-post dead horse (oops too late), I came across these two snapshots. 

Believe it or not, these babes came from the same set of parents. They also weighed the exact same at birth, down to the ounce. They both like to pass the time by loudly grunting then flatulating at all hours of the day. Apparently Mylicon is no match for my kimchi-flavored breast milk.