In the past two months, Gary has:
poured petroleum distillate lubricant all over himself and Sage(poison),
taken a hack saw to Samuel’s big inflatable ride-in ball,
sprinkled ant killer all over the sidewalk, himself and Sage(poison),
carved two holes in the kitchen wall with a screwdriver,
hammered blue pock marks over a large section of our recently refinished kitchen table with an ink pen,
tagged the lawnmower, Phillip, the garden shed, and the patio with pink paint(as you know),
was caught mid-swing on the roof of Chad's pick-up with hammer,
poured gasoline all over the garden shed,
poured gasoline all over the shop,
built a 10" fire ring out of gravel, filled it with sticks and talked Grandpa out of a lighter(Grandpa thought it didn't work. But it did.),
Sprayed down my bathroom with hairspray,
sprayed 40% deet Off (poison) all over the inside of the cab of Uncle Paul's pick-up, which bubbled the leather and stained the instrument pannel,
and yesterday, he threw this 1/8th of an inch thick, flat, yet sharp-edged end of a trampoline spring...














