I Fought the Lawn Dennis the Menace and Gnasher

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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. #

Ha, ha, ha!

Hmm...

-Aaah!

-ALL: Ha, ha, ha!

I suppose you think this is funny.

Don't be mad, Walter, your little plant people look much better now.

Their haircuts were boring!

You're jealous cos the cress you've grown doesn't look

anywhere near this good.

What? Why would we be growing cress?

Well, what did you do with those seeds Creecher gave you last week?

It's a lovely day...

Ah! Officer under attack!

Oh, dear!

Well, as this cress-growing assignment is homework due

tomorrow, you menaces can all expect detention.

Nah, we eat detention like he eats pies.

Sometimes I eat pies in detention.

Oh. So detention this weekend won't bother you then?

ALL: Nah.

The weekend of the Beanotown Comic Convention

with a once-in-a-lifetime appearance by the creators of

Vampire Chicken Squad?

Bye-bye.

ALL: Huh?

Huh?

Dennis, what are we going to do?

Vampire Chicken Squad is my favourite comic!

I mean, chickens who are vampires!

And they have a squad! I mean, it is the best idea ever!

Pa was going to get all his issues autographed.

We can't miss this convention!

We have to talk to somebody who knows about plants...

And fast!

Who's Daddy's little darling then?

So, cress you say?

I do have cress seeds, of course,

but I usually prefer my flora

a little more exotic, like this Venus flytrap here.

Oh, gnash!

How about I give you seeds for both?

The principles are the same - to maximise growth,

you need a hothouse, like this.

Also, I recommend talking to your plants.

The little beauties respond favourably to a good chat.

ALL: Huh?

Last but not least, you need some fully organic plant food.

Thanks to my secret formula,

Gwendolyn here reached this height in only two years.

ALL: Two years?!

We need to make the cress grow much, much faster.

Time to rev up the Colonel's formula

with some extra-extreme growth spurt ingredients.

Self-raising flour.

Jumping beans.

Raspberry Rocket.

-Coffee.

-Ow!

-What's ow?

-This pie is too hot to eat.

And, erm...more Raspberry Rocket.

If this concoction isn't rocket fuel for plant growth,

I don't know what is.

Right, seeds.

-Where are the seeds?

-Ah!

Uh-oh, Dennis!

The heat from the pie has fused the cress seeds

and the Venus flytrap seeds together.

Weird. Oh, well, let's plant them anyway.

What could possibly go wrong?

Oh, no. I think this pie is past its best-before date.

Ha-ha! If comics have taught us anything, and comics have taught us

most things, a dodgy pie is the perfect ingredient for

Menaced-up super science.

To the hothouse!

Ah!

Whoa!

-Ah!

-Never mind!

Oopsy!

Do you think that will work, Dennis?

It has to, Curly. We can't miss that comic convention.

-Is our homework done?

-Fingers and green thumbs crossed.

We need this weekend to be detention-free.

Don't forget your promise to mow the lawn tomorrow, Dennis.

Oh, but tomorrow is the Beanotown Comic Convention.

Which can wait until you've mown the lawn.

Oh!

Don't worry, Dennis.

Hey, Pie-Face and I can help you mow it after school.

Ah, is it too late to take that back?

-Was the grass this tall yesterday?

-I don't know,

I was too busy spilling our super plant food everywhere to notice.

Ha-ha, results!

I have to say,

your plants' growth has surpassed all expectations.

Clearly, they've cheated, Miss.

Yesterday they said they didn't even have seeds.

I don't remember saying that. Do you?

BOTH: No.

Oh, it doesn't even look like proper cress!

Those leaves have teeth!

That must be the Venus flytrap genes!

This is what perfect cress looks like.

Who has ever seen cress that big?

Don't you know anything, Walter?

This is what big cress looks like.

When they are grown-up, cress have actual teeth.

Oh, fascinating!

See, even a teacher can learn something new at school.

Now don't be jealous, Walter,

I'm giving all three of these boys the top mark.

-But...

-Sorry, Walter.

I know you haven't done this homework, Menace!

And the moment I can prove it, that top mark will be mine

and you will all be on comic-convention-missing detention.

Walter can't prove a thing!

Yes! We dodged detention the one weekend

when dodging detention matters.

Ah! Dennis!

The unusually large and bitey cress,

it's got larger and bitier!

Aaah!

There may still be a bit more dodging to do.

ALL: Aaaaah!

I told you it is not cress!

You don't see cress this big!

And eating things!

Dennis!

Uh... Walter is absolutely right, you don't see cress this big

and eating things,

and that's because...

this is how fully grown cress carries on.

Kids normally grow cress for a week and then eat it.

What most kids don't know is they have to eat it or it will

grow up and eat them.

Sorry, Miss, our cress got this big because we were so eager to do

the homework, we planted it too soon.

-Well, that makes perfect sense.

-What? No, it doesn't!

As you can see, the preferred food of the fully grown cress is pies.

Hey! It must be my pie in the plant food.

We created a Venus pie-trap.

Miss Creecher, as fully grown cress experts,

we can contain the situation, but we will need to leave school early.

Fine, whatever you need.

Emergency, Brenda! We need every pie you can muster.

What then, Dennis?

The Colonel said we should talk to our plants, so let's talk.

Hey, plants, pies!

I hope you've got a plan, Dennis. We're running out of pies!

What? I only had one or two.

Don't worry, Curly, genius always has a plan.

They'll be happy here, disposing of pies past their sell-by date.

Dad's best shop assistants ever.

Nice one, Dennis.

OK, mutant cress dealt with,

all we have to do now is deal with that lawn.

Gang, wrestle up a mowing device and meet me at my place.

-Where did you get a goat?

-From the goat convention.

-There is a goat convention?

-Yeah, at the convention centre.

Today is the last day, tomorrow is the comic convention.

Ah, which we are not going to miss.

Let's get mowing!

Ah. Well, it's a good job we also have Gnasher power.

Grrrr!

Gnash, gnash, gnash, gnash...!

-Ha, ha, ha!

-ALL: Huh?

Gnash, gnash, gnash...!

It's growing faster than we can mow it!

All this mowing is disturbing my study. Why is it taking so long?

-We are being thorough.

-Thorough? With a chore?

Now why does that strike me as suspicious?

Nothing suspicious going on here, Walter,

just lawn mowing.

I've got my eye on you, menaces.

Phew!

If Walter realises the grass is growing out of control,

he'll tell Creecher we didn't do the cress homework properly.

At this rate, we'll be mowing the lawn all weekend!

We'll never get to the comic convention.

Pie-Face, where there is a convention, there is a way.

-So the goat convention is finished then?

-Uh-huh.

To make way for the comic convention, which we will be at.

How do we get rid of all these goats?

One problem at a time, Pie-Face, one problem at a time.

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