One night Mogey and Smush were getting ready to go out on the town. It was Tuesday. And it was Summer. And it was ladies night at the dance hall. Smush, as usual, was ready to go in a snap, but Mogey was having a bit of trouble deciding what to wear.
"Mogeyyyy, hurry up," Smush called up the spiral staircase. "We're going to miss The Locomotion!"
"Ok, what do you think?" Mogey asked, finally emerging from his bedroom. He was wearing a pair of goldfish platform shoes, plaid slacks that had been in his family for five generations, and a pleather vest with a snarling tiger embossed on the back.
"Good lord, Mogey!" Smush said. "Just when I think pleather is going out of style, you find a whole new way to rock it. This dance hall is about to see the greatest event in the history of everything."
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