Apparently Dexter is tired of hearing his old man spout off about how he hates working and how, if it weren't for Dexter, he'd be a millionaire already. Our little Dexatrim is living the American Dream at the ripe old age of 10 1/2 months; he's opening up his own shop. It's a General Store, as you can see, but he's not sure what he'll be selling...yet. He talks to us about it in rich detail, but we have yet to figure out what he's saying. And if this doesn't pan out to make him rich, he'll just sue WalMart.



Dexter is also getting tired of being pushed around by the same two people, Suzie and me. So he duped Eli (his drinking buddy) into pushing him around. Please note, there was no drinking involved whatsoever prior to this little spin.



And the subsequent video of said Eli chauffeuring around Sir Dex-a-lot.