Our hero has a brief encounter with a strange man in tights.
Angry Kid's sleight of hand proves to be a bad deal.
What you can't see won't hurt you. Heh.
Dad subjects Angry Kid to some in-car entertainment.
Angry Kid has a Grimm tale to tell!
Stew my foot and call me Brenda!
Let them eat cake. Oh, go on....
A dog is not just for Christmas. It's for Firework Night too!
Angry Kid taps into his feminine side
Angry Kid is brushing his teeth in front of the bathroom mirror pretending to be different characters.