Henry and Walter

I heard Henry say, "Hey, give me that back, Butter Face."
Well, that's better than some other names I've heard him call his brother.

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It was 8:45 am, and Henry and I were making pancakes and bacon this morning. I'm sick, with laryngitis. He stood on his footstool watching the bacon cook and he pointed to the half bottle of wine sitting on the counter and said, "Do you want some wine?"
"Yes!" I whisper, then add, "But not quite yet."