Terror twins

These are my 9 year-old twin cousins, Darryl and Darren. They really live up to their name, being "terrors". Their energy was unstoppable, hyperactive to the max. One minute they could be on the floor wrestling their guts out with each other. Next they could be busily engrossed in their PSPs that nobody could disturb them. And the next minute they could be rummaging the fridge for food. Their appetite was huge. A few cans of soft drinks and a box of chocolate as well as a big packet of potato chips disappeared within minutes. Their antics were heart-stopping. When they were outside, they were fearless, did not care about getting lost, would dash across roads on their own, and even attempted a disappearing act once or twice. They were the ones who tried to sell their stationery from home to their classmates in school for some extra pocket money. One of them did not do as well as his brother for the exams and ended in a different class, just because he missed out 2 pages of the exam papers. They could not care less, and their mommy often dread getting calls from their teachers. Boys are boys, can't blame them. But I do hope they would grow up to be nice chaps.