One fateful night Mogey and Smush were out for revenge. The manager of a nearby Linens n' Things had refused to accept Mogey and Smush's pillowcase full of nickels as payment for a fondue pot, leaving them no choice but to make him their mortal enemy.
Now Mogey and Smush were camped outside the manager's house in the dead of night, waiting for the perfect opportunity to deploy a weapon of immeasurable cruelty. Even Mogey and Smush thought twice about using such a pernicious device, but they had a reputation to uphold. One day a manager at Linens n' Things wasn't accepting their money, the next it would be neighborhood children stealing sausages from their legendary sausage cellar.
"It's time, Mogey," Smush whispered.
"I-I don't think I can do it," Mogey answered, wincing as an owl hooted softly overhead.
"You yellow-bellied wimp," Smush said, shaking his head. "Give it to me."
Mogey handed him the weapon. Smush took aim and threw the roll of toilet paper high into the tree overhanging the manager's front porch.
"Run, Mogey!" Smush shouted as the roll plopped to the ground. "Run for the hills!"
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