The Ryan brothers were born with the same face, and the trend of having the same things carried on for a time. They wore the same gloves, same shoes, same trousers. They both got that David Beckham hair. And both shaved it all off again. Same school, same packed lunch. When they got older, they went to the same university, to study the same degree. They had the same girlfriend once, but that got awkward. They married at the same church, on the same day (to different women) and bought matching houses beside each other. Same white picket fence. Same bay windows. Same bricks. Identical doors. They even dressed their kids the same. Then one day, and it came as quite a surprise, they fell out. Over a bet they put on the same horse of all things. They each got as mad as the other. Then one finally got a little more mad, and in a painted his door pink. After thar, nothing was ever the same again.