Mogey, Smush, and their sherpa, Steve, finally summitted Bat Fang Mountain at half past two in the morning on April the twenty-fourth. They'd been climbing for weeks, and hunger had eventually forced them to devour their packmule, as well as the mules of several other climbing parties, but they had made it to the top.
"Not much of a view, is there?" Mogey said, gazing out disappointedly.
"Well it is half past two in the morning," Smush replied. "What do you say, Mr. Mogey? Is it yodelling time?"
"I wholeheartedly agree," Mogey exclaimed. He took a deep breath. "YODELAY-EE-OOOO!"
"What in heaven's name are you doing Mogey?" Smush demanded, as he opened his rucksack and tossed his friend a chocolate covered, cream filled snack cake. "I said it was time for some yodels, not time to yell like a crazy person."
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