One evening Mogey was sitting in at the kitchen table reading the funnies when Smush returned from a day's fishing at Corkle River, bringing wih him a brace of bluebelly trout. Smush plopped his catch down in the fishkettle and sank into a chair to pull off his muddy boots.
"Hey Smush," Mogey said, "want to play a game I made up today?"
"Certainly," Smush replied. "How do we play?"
"Well it's a variation on hot potato," Mogey started, stumbling over his words with excitement. "I've been thinking about it all day but we made need to make some slight adjustments to perfect it. The way we play is, we get a potato--just like in hot potato, mind you--and we toss it back and forth without ever heating it up."
"Is that...all?" Smush said. Mogey nodded eagerly. "What do you call your new game?" Smush asked hesitantly.
"Why, 'Cold Potato' of course!" Mogey answered.
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