Dennis the Menace

Twas beautiful out in the world today.

And I wanted nothing more than to take a ride on my new bike.

The idea seemed glorious.

Danae and Brett stood in the kitchen.

Brett caught me slipping out through the sliding door.

There I stood in the carport, mere feet from my beauty of a bike.

"Don't do that," he said. "You'll pump blood all through your face."

So I stepped away from the bike, down to the edge of the port where the sun was shining a little too brightly.

"You shouldn't go walking either, ok? Just come here."

Enter Danae.

"Where are you going? You can't go anywhere, barefoot, no less.... Quick! Stop her! She's getting away! It's the Drugs! It's the Drugs!"

Brett Yelled:

"You can't go out! Your face is fat! You're a menace to society!"



And this is how my brothers care for me after I've had my wisdom teeth removed.

Aren't they lovely?