Dennis The Menace Quotes

The phone call ended, and we all started laughing. First they got their ideas about how to light a cross from a James Bond movie, and now they were bragging about secret handshakes. It was as if Dennis the Menace were running a hate group.

After fifteen years I have decided to resign my membership of the Dennis The Menace Fanclub. It brought me no benefits worth mentioning.

I don't hafta taste it to know it taste funny. It already looks like it taste funny.

According to Satan, God cannot be trusted. At most, it might be smart to do a few things to keep God pacified, but he’s not the kind of being you’d ever want to get close to. Satan wants to convince people that God is menacing and demanding, that he’s essentially a cosmic police officer.

Cecily turned toward the ominous snuffling noise. There, in the underbrush, lurked a boar. She’d never seen a boar, but she knew this must be one— else it was the largest, hairiest, most foul-smelling and predatory pig she’d ever encountered. “Denny?” she called. Then, louder: “Portia? Mr. Brooke?” The malodorous thing shuffled closer. It was drooling. Slobbering and snorting. The beast’s rubbery lips quivered and curled, revealing a pair of sharp, menacing tusks to complement the smaller, hooked set bracketing his snout. “Go away,” she told it. “Shoo.” No response.

So how big were his teeth? Are we talking big bad wolf?" "Did you read The Beano when you were a kid?" "Yeah, once or twice." "Picture Dennis the Menace's dog Gnasher with an elderly human face and you've nailed Norman. I think he must have been a larger man when he had the choppers made. His face has shrunk with age, but the teeth have stayed the same.