You and Whose Army Dennis the Menace and Gnasher

Ready, Gnasher? Let's go!

# Playing by the rules

# Is highly overrated

# Unstoppable, unstoppable, yeah!

# They can't hold us back

# We'll make the most of every second

# Unstoppable, unstoppable, yeah!

# After all is said and done

# Shout, "One for all and all for fun!"

# Nothing's gonna bring us down today

# Open up your eyes The world outside is waiting. #

-No sudden moves Gnasher.

-Gnash, gnash, gnash, gnash.

The Dennis deluge drencher deluxe is almost ready.

BUGLE BLARES

Uh-oh.

Gulp.

BUGLE BLARES

You've bunged up my bugle!

I was just awarding myself a medal for excellent garden tidiness.

Do you know what your stupid bugling just did to my new secret weapon?

Foiling enemy experiments, ey? Think that deserves a medal too.

-Haven't you got enough silly medals?

-Silly? I think not.

Medals tell you all about a man and his deeds. And they're so shiny.

Hi.

Aghhh!

Finally. A chance to put operation blue sky in to action.

Very hush-hush.

Get off! Ohh! Aghh!

Put that postman down and fetch the gang!

This calls for a menace meeting right now.

Gnash, gnash.

He's ruined another experiment with his medal awarding ceremonies.

So today, we're going to menace with the thing Colonel loves best.

Huh! You don't mean?

That's right, Pie-Face. We're going to meddle with his medals.

Curly, telescope.

You put boot polish around the eye-piece, didn't you?

No way, Dennis. See?

Hahaha.

Come on, time to... Wow, what's happened to the Colonel's house?

Mind out down there! What's the matter?

Never seen a chap give his house a coat of camouflage before?

-Are you expecting an invasion or something?

-Worse.

I'm expecting a bore, a braggart and a blowhard.

A what, a what and a what?

My best friend, Brigadier Withering Guff.

Always trying to meddle with me.

But my crafty camouflage will outfox the old fox.

Outfox me, old boy? Ha!

Not likely.

Nice try, but my camouflage is a bit more realistic.

Possibly a bit too realistic.

Think the medal for outstanding camouflage goes to me, don't you?

Mm, well, I suppose.

Hahaha. That's one in the eye for you.

Cheer up, Colonel. Looks like you've been decorated after all! Hahaha!

-Tour of inspection, Guffy?

-Hmm.

More interested in all these medals you claim to have won, old boy.

Well this one is for successful moustache trimming

and this one's my medal for bravery in the face of extreme supper.

Rations of curried prunes, sprouts and rhubarb.

Not bad, I suppose. Not exactly like proper medals though, are they?

Not like this one for wrestling escaped crocodiles.

Or this one for plugging erupting volcanoes.

-Ah! Spies!

-Wow! Did you get a medal for wrestling a crocodile?

Absolutely. Ugly brute. Impressive teeth.

-Nearly as impressive as the chompers on that fine hound.

-Gnash, gnash!

How did you defeat the croc?

Hmm, it was touch and go but eventually I culled the beast

with my overwhelming strength and impressive shouty voice.

Pah! That's nothing.

This medal is for giving the kiss of life to a drowning fish.

This is for boxing with a black belt kangaroo.

This one's for taming a beetle with a banjo.

-This one's for taming a killer whale with a kazoo.

-Ha! Child's play.

-Man's game!

-Oh, yeah?!

-Yeah!

I've got a brilliant idea.

You two should have a contest

-and the winner takes the medals from the loser.

-I accept the challenge.

-As do I.

-And we'll help you.

-I don't need any help from you.

-Mm.

I however think you're just the sort of plucky chaps

I could use on my team.

Let the contest begin!

Challenge one - restoring the Colonel's house to order.

-Mm, quite, yes.

-Oh, cleaning paint off doesn't sound like much fun.

Not even if it's testing my new Dennis deluge, drencher deluxe?

Water bombs away!

First medal to us!

Ouch! Oooh!

-Challenge two - making the parade ground orderly.

-And cut!

Presenting a perfectly pruned, platoon of privets on parade.

Gnash, gnash, gnash, gnash.

Challenge three - drilling the troops.

Ha, front line in elf-defence, you know. Agh!

Never thought following orders would be this much fun!

Agh! Man down! Man down!

Call that a parade? I'll take that one for sloppy parade performance.

And that one too.

-Bandaged gnomes are a disgrace to the regiment, Colonel.

-Ohhh.

Hey, Colonel? Why don't we forget the stupid contest?

-It was only suppose to be a bit of fun.

-Back down from a challenge?

Never! I've one medal left. Enough for one last contest.

You heard the man, lads. Wouldn't want to hurt his pride, would you?

Well, OK. A race then.

Whoever can build and drive the fastest

all-terrain vehicle across the lake wins.

DRILLING AND SAWING

Ahh, finished. Finally.

Gnash, gnash.

Ah, morning, chaps. Just come to help.

-But we've just finished.

-Finished? Excellent work, troops.

Looks like it's time to present the all-weather, Guffy goliath.

ENGINE FIRES UP

All set. Steady with those vital supplies, lads.

There's a medal to be won.

On your marks, get set...

..Go!

Go, go, Goliath!

-No, No, Goliath!

-Gnash, gnash.

Shed, I order you to stop sinking immediately!

We're too heavy to float, Dennis.

It must be Withering Guff's vital supplies.

-Quick, chuck 'em overboard.

-Gnash!

-Eh?

-Don't you dare touch my lovely medals.

You have to save them and save me while you're at it.

After all, who else is fit to wear these shiny beauties. Help, Help!

-Mayday, S.O.S!

-You big phoney.

I thought you wrestled crocs and plugged volcanoes?

Well, not personally. But I did give the orders.

I've got medals for giving orders, you know. Wait! Where are you going?

Come back! I order you to stop escaping and help me escape first.

Huh?

Never thought I'd say this, Colonel, but you're a hero.

-Not like SOME people.

-Cowards! Traitors!

Oh, Mummy!

Right, troops. Time for Operation Rotter Rescue.

Well, your vehicle did make it further than mine

and rules are rules.

Stop! Your medals might be daft, Colonel, but you earned them fairly.

So here are some that aren't silly. For rescuing us.

-For not giving up, even when you were outnumbered.

-Gnash.

That's for not being a big cheat like "Blithering" Guff.

Well, yes, I never... Lad's right, Guffy!

Consider our friendship decommissioned.

-I'm giving you your marching orders!

-Don't forget to pack your trunk.

Haha.

I would have gotten all those medals too,

if it hadn't been for you meddling kids!

Gnash, gnash!

Watch out, Guffy. His bite is worse than your bark, ha.

Gnash, gnash, gnash!

-Ahem. Oh, dear.

-Haha, you can award yourself another medal, Colonel.

If you can catch us.

Dennis!

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