Last Sunday, I woke up very early in the morning … no sounds … no light … only my drowsy thoughts …. and suddenly I became fully aware that I had neglected my social life for a too long period, busy with,  yes …. thingies. Today would be a perfect day to visit my brothers again and make some fun, I decided, and I fell asleep again, relaxed.

Jack and William were delighted to see Mrs. D. and me standing on their door step. My brother Averell, however, pretended not to know me when he opened his front door. When I kissed him on his forehead, he started to blush and started yelling (“Muriel, Honey, Murry-Baby …. look who are here !! … switch-on the stove, Darling! … and the BBQ!”).

Mrs. D. didn’t say a word but kept looking at me, smiling. “Well done, husband.” she whispered when we entered my brothers house and blew me a Magical Oriental Kiss. What a Wonderful Lady I have married! (الله عز وجل)

The Big Plan:

My brothers and I made a plan to build a world-shocking,  amazing contraption, together, Dalton-Power!, showing the World that retired people are no retarded people. YO!

William proposed to use his garage, fully equipped with heavy metal tools&music. Jack came with some extremely weird ideas about what we could build and Averell directly started writing shopping lists with food and drinks we absolutely would need to keep the building process ongoing and the Dalton minds foggy&happy.

Believe me, Friends, I had one of the best times of my life. My brothers and I have been busy for almost ten days. We hardly had any sleep, Averell kept us going by serving fantastic dinners, magical soups, lunches, breakfasts, very-bad-thingies and above all … astonishing, forbidden cocktails ….  Say No More, Squire!
During these ten days my brothers and I didn’t allow any  interruption. All doors were locked and we didn’t pick up ringing phone(s).

The third/fourth day we heard someone knocking on the garage door. A male(?) voice was shouting:
“Hey … Anyone there? This is The Eureka Special Police Squad …. It’s Me, LeClerc, sorry … Chief Paperwork, Ted Turtle!” Open The Door! … Please …. Pleeeeeaaseeeeee?

William shouted: “Go AWAY, TEDDY, we are fine!”. That was sufficient; we had no more interruptions since then.

The tenth day we were ready, exhausted, hallucinating but extremely happy, so proud, so close with each other and … so awfully smelling to sweat, beer and dirty clothes.

But Now ….

The Dalton Brothers, William, Jack, Averell and Joey, proudly announce the birth of an amazing household machine:

”The Dalton Vacuum Cleaner”

This incredible web 3.0 bio-gas fuelled, environment-friendly, CO2-neutral, futuristic machine is able to deep-vacuum-clean your house … ANY house, no matter how big it is.

The configuration of this DVC-3.0  (“Dalton Vacuum Cleaner 3.0”) is straightforward; any idiot can do this. After inserting the proper Dalton Power Pack Batteries and switching on the device (just switch on the BIG-GREEN lever!), the DVC-3.0 will find its own way throughout your house (and even the houses of your neighbors if you don’t keep your doors and windows locked!), sucking all the dust it finds on its route. Whenever the DVC-3.0 dust compartment is full, DVC-3.0 will emit a deafening alarm, enabling you to remove the collected dust.

The Dalton Family © guarantees a proper behavior of the DVC-3.0 for at least five (5!) Galactic Klingon years. Whenever you open or damage the machine with brute or stupid force, forget to empty its delicate container or drop the machine from a high altitude, this guarantee is no longer valid (the Dalton Family © may even sue YOU!).

Joey, snoring & hallucinating & ultimately happy.