The Destroyer

Ben is a true Virtuoso Of Destruction. He finds ways and places to destroy things the average mortal could never see. Ben has vision.

Like yesterday. He went into our closet where his shirts are, to find a new one. Simple enough.

And afterwards, I spent 15 minutes trying to get the closet doors back on their runners, with only partial success.

And when it was time to take him back to his house, Karen could not find her glasses. They turned up when Ben stood up.

Oh well. They are brand new so maybe there’s a warranty.

“I swear I don’t know what happened! They must be defective! I guess they just collapsed!”

Which I guess would be true. They collapsed under Ben’s butt.