Mortals fled in terror from the Gulf Coast, fearing the rising wrath of Hurricane Dennis. The dangerous storm had already inflicted severe damage on Cuba, then grew in strength to a category 4 storm, which is apparently a meaner storm than what it had been before. But the real threat may lie in a small garden in New Jersey, where corporeal being Mr. Wilson assured reporters the “menace” was after nothing else but his rose garden.
“He’s back,” stammered the fearful, doddering old fool. “He’s back and he’s come to finish off the job he started on my flower bed! And then I’m next!”
Old George Wilson, a Ketcham, New Jersey resident of 60+ years, claims the storm to be the reincarnation of a dead neighbor boy who has carried a talent for mischief into his reincarnated hurricane form. Wilson warned the local media, but when they failed to listen, brought his story to the commune, the world’s most gullible news source.
“That Dennis has only one goal in mind,” warned Wilson. “He wants to destroy my roses and drive me out of my mind!” When it was pointed out that those were actually two goals, old man Wilson pulled out a chunk of his own hair and screeched.
Indeed the hurricane has destroyed several gardens and virtually everything else it touched in Cuba, and has turned to engage the Gulf Coast of the United States. Though the New Jersey rose garden in question is several hundred miles out of the hurricane’s current direction, Wilson assures all it is the hurricane’s ultimate target.
Some of Wilson’s story was easily verified, including the existence of a young boy named Dennis Mitchell who lived next door to Wilson in the 1950s. Though the boy mysteriously disappeared several years ago and his body was never found, Wilson claims the hurricane now bombarding the United States and terrorizing himself out of a feud the ghost carried into his new existence.
“That little monster says he just wants to play,” groaned the old man, “then he makes noise and sets off fireworks and wreaks havoc on everything. He had to go, don’t you understand? He had to! I just… I needed peace and quiet. That’s all I wanted… a little peace and quiet!”
Though there didn’t seem to be any doubt to the possibility of a young troublemaker being reincarnated as a category 4 hurricane, some further explanation seemed necessary: Why trash Cuba as he did? Why not simply come back as a tornado in New Jersey, or a gopher, or any number of creatures cable of destroying a garden quickly and efficiently?
“I’m not sure why he came back as a hurricane,” admitted Wilson. “But I can guess why he attacked Cuba. That Mitchell boy always hated the Commies. He planned on growing up to fight them in World War III. He… he always made me be the Reds. He forced me to play soldiers with him,” sobbed the old man.
Contacted for further comment, Wilson’s wife contradicted the man’s version of the story, painting a picture of an old fussbucket and a charming young man who just wanted to be friends.
“Oh, I thought he was a perfect little gentleman,” said Mrs. Wilson. “The problem with my George is, he’s just grumpy. He’s half out of his mind sometimes, you know. And if that hurricane does destroy that rose garden of ours… oh, well. Tropical winds will be tropical winds.”