While under siege from a group of random reckless teenager hooligans, the group shows their true colors. Overheard was….

AJ: What you gonna do bout it? Huh? HUH? Bring it!

Doc: Ummmmm huh. Yeah. So there.

Abel: Oh, dear! I don’t want to break a nail. Hey! I don’t know these people!

James: Run away! Run away! Run away!

This may look like we’re getting a police escort into Wesley Rehabilitation Hospital but they really were giving Abel a ride to the local pokey because what happened in Vegas didn’t stay in Vegas. Unfortunately, AJ got jealous of the “special attention” and demanded that she be given the same treatment. Currently, they are raising money for bail. Direct any donations to Amputees Across America, 555 Pokey Lane, Wichita, KS.

As Abel grows more desperate behind bars, he decides to hock his leg which requires a slight adjustment. He managed to raise $1.35 for his leg. Now he only lacks $9,998.65.

A reporter for the Wichita Eagle feels sorry for Abel after hearing his long, sad, depressing yarn about how his exploits in Vegas landed him in the Wichita slammer and donates $0.25 for one of his shoes.

AJ is glad that someone finally has recognized her supreme fabulousness and poses for a picture for proof.

Abel, feeling the need to be tall-n-sassy (notice his hand on his hip), steals Gerald’s leg and hides under a massive plate of mashed potatoes. Doc thinks it was to make sure that Abel continued to be taller than someone for a change. AJ just thinks he likes the smell of mashed taters and carbon fiber sockets.

After seeing Doc freshly shorn and in his tightest pair of child-sized cycling shorts, Debi slips her phone number into his back pocket on the sly. If that wasn’t enough, he totally won her over with his rendition of  “I’m Too Sexy” paired with his hand-on-hip action (seen in the first picture above).

Rose, one of our most faithful followers, brought the family along to see us for yet another year. It’s a shame that her wonderful visit had to be interrupted by a long talk with Abel.  She patiently sat and listened to a story detailing the ups and downs of trying to jump onto a rocking horse after watching the Lone Ranger.

Deb is ever the multitasker. She busily chats with a pawn broker about getting Abel’s leg out of hock, paints her nails, performs The Nutcracker ballet, eats string cheese, and makes a macramé rug out of Dunkin’ Donuts coffee cups---all while hosting our wild group of roving amputees.

As Abel and Gary look themselves over in the mirror, they are overheard comparing the sizes of their hips and waists. While Abel goes on and on about how he thinks his pants make his behind look bigger, Gary zones out and begins singing “Yankee Doodle” in his head.

The gang poses with the official Wesley Rehabilitation Hospital welcoming committee. You ladies rock! 

Thanks to Wesley Rehab Hospital for again being the perfect hosts for our visit.  Each year it get better and better.  We can't thank you all enough for all that you do for us.