One great adventure is the story of young, hyperactive Brett who yells his words and has a big head. Brett, as a child, had always wanted to go to The Brown Stripe. The Brown Stripe was famous for it’s rare, brown sand, said to have the brownest sand in the world.

The heroes of this story are, Brett (already described), Bubbs the amusing British monkey and LBS, short for Lord Buttheadington Smith who is quite short. The adventure starts in LBS’s car.

        The adventure begins…..

Once there was a great explorer called Brett. Brett was crazy and hypo and when he spoke he yelled out his words.

“ARE WE AT THE MUSEUM YOU OWN YET, RUMP FACE?” yelled Brett.

“No we’re not there yet and my name is Lord Buttheadington Smith or LBS, not rump face!” remarked LBS in a patient, long suffering voice.

“SORRY LBS”, replied Brett unrepentantly.

“We’re just about there” said Bubbs in his proper English accent, “Master, how about a cup of tea?”

They had arrived at the Crapton museum. It was small and ugly. It also had an unpleasant smell which reminded Brett of old people.

Bubbs took one look and one smell and blurted out the words, “This place is small and ugly. It also smells like you when you’ve been to bingo, Rump face”.

“IT’S LORD BUTTHEADINGTON SMITH OR LBS, BUBBS!” yelled Brett as he performed an imperfect cartwheel and three backflips.

“Whatever, the point is that this place will make a terrible museum”, replied Bubbs.

“Yeah right! This will be a great museum, we will even let kids touch the displays including the hat that Michael Jackson wore for the 1988 concert. All kids love hats.” said LBS.

“What kid would want to touch his hat. You what they say about him” Bubbs pointed out.

“YOU MEAN HIS COURT CASE, THAT HAS MADE HIM INFAMOUS. THE KIDS WILL LOVE THAT!” Brett blurted out.

“Ahh”, they all looked at each other nodded.

“Squeal!!!” All the children in the neighbourhood ran around madly causing a stampede. This caused our heroes to be squished and trampled. Their lunches dropped and the poor beans in their glass jar shattered and spilled everywhere.

The heroes jumped out of the way as best they could and entered the museum. It was full to overflowing with old, stinky stuff which no would buy like clothes from dumb stars and chairs less important people had sat in.