One day an elderly gentleman strolling past Mogey and Smush's abode noticed a sign staked out front. 10 Butterflies for 10 Dollars the sign read, and so the elderly gentleman - thinking instantly of his two lovely granddaughters - turned up the path that ran around back.
"Hello, hello," Smush said, greeting the man as he came around the corner. "Come for some butterflies, have you?"
"Why yes," the gentleman replied.
"Excellent," said Smush, relieving the man of ten dollars as well as his coat, hat, and walking stick. "Now you just have a seat here," Smush gestured to a moth eaten armchair facing the back garden, "and we'll get started. Mogey! Let 'em rip!"
Mogey emerged from the barn wearing a wrestling singlet with the words World's Strongest Butterflier scrawled on the back and a holding a slender dumbbell in each hand. He then found a flat spot in the grass and proceeded to execute a set of flawless butterfly curls.
"I think there's been a misunderstanding," the elderly gentleman began to say, but was interrupted by a loud CLANK.
"Give him back $6, Smush," an exhausted looking Mogey grunted as he nursed his sore arms. "I could only do four."
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