Wyatt and Why His Big Head Ruins Everything

Allright, let me set the scene for you. It's roughly 9:30 at night and the lights are dimmed. The children are asleep and I'm just finishing up on my Chem homework when I find that I have hunger pangs that are sticking like duct tape. I recall smelling the lazy scent of ramen noodels freshly boiled that my younger brother had made earlier in the day and decide that he had made a good choice in cheap knock-off Asian noodels. I head to the snack drawer and scuffle through the bottom row, hoping to find some stray packages, but to no avail. I thought to myself, "Simple! there must be others, for there is but one drawer that I have checked whilst there are many others!" I resort to the drawer above the one first examined and, alas! a package of the delicious MSG bundles, five individually wrapped delacacies, all enclosed by a mystical contain-all plastic wrap. "But wait," I said to myself, "this package is unusually altered from its expected form..." and I reached sheppishly for the once-savior of my night, only to realize that my feindish brother had consumed all the treasures in the package! I was outraged! Infuriated! How could he have the nerve to not only fuel his big head with MY food, but to also leave the remains to taunt me!? Well, let me tell you, reader, that revenge shall one day be mine and the top-heavy Wyatt shall one day fall like an egg of a wall. DOOM ON HIM AND HIS ABNORMALLY SIZED HEAD!