One day Mogey and Smush were visiting their friend, Steve, in his hometown of Frequel. They'd just arrived after an arduous three-mile journey, and Steve was showing them around the village.
"See that man there?" Steve said quietly, pointing to a fearsome fellow in red pantaloons. "That's Billy Tundra, leader of the Potango boys, the most dangerous gang in these parts. A very important thing to remember, gents: Billy Tundra lisps something terrible, but under no circumstances should you call attention to his speech impediment. He'll have your head on a silver platter, at which point he'll give you the most painful noogies you've ever experienced."
"Mogey is intrigued," said Mogey, and he started toward the man.
"Where are you going?" Steve hissed.
"To meet Billy Tundra," Mogey replied, marching briskly across the street. "Greetings!" he said, extending a hand to Billy Tundra. "It's a pleasure to meet you!"
"What'th your name, thtranger?" Billy Tundra replied, narrowing his eyes.
"Sir Solomon of Sussex," Mogey replied, turning back to his pals with a grin and a wink.
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