THIS LITTLE PIGGY GOES WEE WEE SNORT SNORT ALL THE WAY HOME

What can I say to improve on this picture? Finally, a picture of talking out of both sides of his mouth(s).

Recently our youngest grandson son, while sitting up close and personal next to me, said I smelled just like his Dad.

"What does your Dad smell like?"

"Pork."

So I guess that's the smell of Father and son.

I can think of a whole lot of other things I'd rather smell like. But Nathan surely knows.

So all our attempts to disguise our true selves, to spruce, to primp a little, we've been uncovered by a six year old. We are, in fact, just a couple of porkers.