One evening Mogey came bustling up to Smush with (as the Seafolk of Timbuktu say) his undies in a bunch.
"Smush," Mogey stated. "This is unacceptable. You and I don't have a secret handshake. Heck, we don't even have a well-known handshake, doggone it!"
Smush had never heard his friend cuss so horribly.
"Ok, Mogey," he said, "ok. What were you thinking of?"
"Here's what I got in mind..." Mogey began. "We pound our fists together and then do a little spin on our boot heels. Then we each pull a pickerel tale out of our breast pocket and we slap those together three times. After that, you run down to the jam stand and I'll sprint to the peanut fields and we'll meet back in the middle to smash together a perfect peanut butter and jelly sangwich. Then we'd wrap it up with a double wink."
"Smashing!" Smush replied. "Only one thing though, what's a double wink?"
"It's when you wink both eyes at once," Mogey answered quietly. "Only a few creatures in the entire animal kingdom can do it, but don't worry, I know the secret."
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