One evening, Mogey and Smush approached Grandfatherman Simpson as he was having his evening pipe. Grandfatherman Simpson wasn't a grandfather to Mogey or Smush (or anyone else, so far as they knew), but he was a kind old geezer who lived in Mogey and Smush's boarding house.
"Please, Grandfatherman, tell us a tale," Smush begged, as Grandfatherman Simpson swayed in his favorite rocking chair.
"This is the tale of Pimbuckle the Brave, a man I knew well," Grandfatherman Simpson began, tapping his pipe on the arm of his chair and gesturing for Mogey and Smush to be seated. "It is a story of both woe and whoa... be you ready for such a yarn?"
Mogey and Smush nodded eagerly as they sat cross-legged on the floor at Grandfatherman Simpson's feet.
"Pimbuckle the Brave was the greatest knight ever to walk this land," Grandfatherman Simpson continued. "His strength was so great that he could leap over castle walls and punch trees out of his way. He was so kind that he once bounced a tyke on his knee even as he singlehandedly sailed a ship through a typhoon. He was so fearsome in battle that an entire army of zombies once pulled on diapers and started drinking from baby bottles at the sound of his war cry. But no man - not even Pimbuckle the Brave - is free of shortcomings, and it was on the eve of his most important battle that Pimbuckle discovered his greatest weakness: great white sharks."
"No!" Mogey cried. "Pimbuckle!"
"Not sharks!" Smush added excitedly.
"Unfortunately it's true, my lads," Grandfatherman Simpson replied. "The night before Pimbuckle was to defend Fort Bubblemuck from an army of Mongols, he encountered Slaytora, the most feared great white shark in the seven seas. It was love at first sight. For the rest of his life he followed Slaytora across the oceans, trying to convince her to go on a date with him, and poor Pimbuckle was never the same."
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