There are identical twins, and there are fraternal twins. Then there are twins separated at birth where one becomes a prince and the other a pauper.

But after reading our recent piece about Capri Anderson on www.adultcybermart.com, Dr. Giancana from the Mafia Guys on the Grassy Knoll Kennedy Conspiracy Center [or known simply as the MGGKKCC] sent us an urgent tweet.

Twitter or tweet, it’s Dr. Giancana’s contention that Capri and porn hall of famer RayVeness may somehow be related. We say bullshit, but Dr. Giancana makes a compelling argument that simply can’t be dismissed.

“They look a lot alike,” Dr. Giancana emphatically states.

Playing the devil’s advocate, we faxed Dr. Giancana’s tweet asking how women born 16 years apart could possibly be twins.

“It’s got something to do with a couple of XX large grade A eggs bought on sale at Ralph’s, zygotes and dropping loads,” replied Dr. Giancana learnedly in an overnight Federal Express delivery to our fax of his original tweet.

“But it’s entirely possible.”

Knowing that at Adult Cyber Mart, we were going to hail the lovely Capri as our latest Porn Babe of the Week, we needed to find out more for ourselves and realized that Instant Messaging to an overnight Federal Express reply to a fax response of a tweet would take some time.

That it did, but, the astounding case is this. Hall of Famer RayVeness was born in Jamestown, North Carolina, a farm community originally settled by Quakers who bought it for a bag of oats from the Keyauwee Indians who obviously knew a good deal when they saw it.

It has a current population of about 3,000 not counting Sheriff Andy, Floyd the barber, the town drunk and the village idiot. As a young girl growing up, RayVeness had parents and attended school. By the age of 16 Ray was developing those tell-tale Keyauwee cheek bones along with a very nice ass and was often solicited by out of town salesmen and itinerant banjo players who wanted to see it. Whether she accepted their salacious bribes or not is conjecture offered for speculation.

This we know. Ray subsequently developed some kind of goofy brain-thing that prompts innocent bible-reading country girls into becoming porn performers. Whether this condition was active at the time she willingly bent over a rain barrel for Billy the freckle-faced teenage psycho isn’t clear.

A startling beauty in every sense of the word, Ray was once urged by the town fathers into donning a skimpy bikini for their Century of Progress ribbon cutting ceremony. A miniature golf course was sorely needed to boost the sagging economy, and Ray V would become its interim hostess. When happy winners put a ball through the wigwam on the 18th green, there was allegedly more involved than a free game, according to rumor. This we don’t know.

This we also know. Ray V started in the porn industry at age 18 and initially fornicated on camera only with her then-husband who went by the pseudonym of Red Bone, an aka he took from a salad dressing. As suitcase pimp unions often do, one of the two parties packs their bags, but it’s unclear who did the clothes folding.

This we also know, Ray V subsequently tried her hand at mainstream acting for awhile and appeared in the cable movie Path To War, about Vietnam, as LBJ’s eldest daughter. In the European version rarely seen, Ray V and Sylvester Stallone wipe out Cambodia with a couple of AK 47’s and some hand grenades.

Granted, this is taking lax license and liberties with history, but exactly where the fabulous Capri Anderson fits in, presents the piece of a very fascinating puzzle.

Born March 30, 1988 in New York City, Capri Anderson would become the femme fatale in the infamous Charlie Sheen Plaza hotel “hooker” incident late in 2010.

From that, several heretofore unreported facts emerge. We know that Sheen studied Lenny Dykstra game films to become the character he played in the two Major League films in which he portrays a head case with a blazing fastball. His walk on theme to the mound is “Wild Thing”- Dykstra’s favorite song.

We also know through exhaustive IMDB research that Capri has a bit part as a one year old smoking a cigarette and drinking a cup of Schlitz in the left field bleachers during the Cleveland Indians home opener.

Coincidence? Hardly. We know that Sheen grooms his women early and is willing to wait a situation out before he strikes with huge money offers. This may have been one of those times.

As another thought to consider, Capri’s birth date would have made RayVeness approximately 15 years old with a womb capable of fertilizing semen.

In an interview with RadarOnLine.com dated November 22, 2010, Capri’s father, Paul Walsh, tellingly says, “Shame goes with fame.”

What exact “shame” is the 74 year-old Walsh referring to? Is there a rain barrel in Jamestown, North Carolina in his past? Granted, at the time Walsh, would have been 52 but that would have given him plenty of time to get out of town, change his pants, his residence, his legal name and the date on his driver’s license. Next, compare the two pictures. Sure, Paul Walsh claims to be Irish, but there are telling Keyauwee cheek bones in the photos of the two women. What isn’t he telling us?

Then, again, this might all be a wild, silly goose chase populated with McGuffins, red herrings and contrived dead ends. But, note again. Walsh’s interview with RadarOnLine was dated November 22nd. The 47th anniversary of the Kennedy Assassination.

We rest our case.