Henry vs. The Peacocks

Before I begin the story, if you don't know who Henry is, or have missed any of his past adventures, please click here.

The Opponents:
Name: Henry

Hometown: Rockford, IL

Height: 1 foot

Weight: Less than 1 lb.

Occupation: Sock Monkey

Hobbies: Camping, Building Houses, Mowing the Grass

The Peacocks

Names: Johnny Cash, June, and June

Hometown: Neighbor's Yard

Height: Few feet

Weight: Big enough to eat at Thanksgiving

Occupation: Neighborhood Pest

Hobbies: Pooping on Lance and Stephanie's porch, Squawking until Lance runs out of the shower wearing only a bath towel and carrying a handgun.

Uh oh Henry! Here they come!

They're getting closer!

Looks like they're plotting the attack. Important things like, which window to stare in, who poops where, and if they want to fly on the roof.

Get 'em Henry!

Henry's first line of defense: Swiffer them.

Sorry Henry.

Swiffers may be tough on dust, but the peacocks seem to have ignored it. This one's trying to spot Lance in that bath towel again.

That's it Henry! Blast 'em outta here! Wait a sec...that's a Wii shotgun. Not gonna work again Henry. Drat.



Oh no! You better put that thing down. You don't even have a pistol permit, do you?

Yikes! Do you even know how to use a rifle?

A homemade bomb. Now that's more like it.
Wait...What??!!

Lookout!!

Henry only wishes.

In reality, Henry has no thumbs and couldn't even get the lighter to work.

Oh well. The peacocks get to live for another day.

But don't worry, Henry will be waiting for them...