On a frigid January morning, Smush waited for Mogey atop the Kanute ice flow. His breath fumed smoke-like from his mouth on every exhale, but inside he was warm with the thrill of competition and also egg nog, for today was the day of the annual sled dog race.
"Good morning, my future vanquishee," Mogey said smugly, pulling up next to Smush in his dog sled. Only, it appeared that he'd replaced the dogs with monitor lizards. "You're done for, mon frere," he went on. "I've got a little trick up my sleeve this year."
"Is it the monitor lizards you've got pulling your sled?" Smush asked.
"Wha-- no..." Mogey replied uncertainly.
"You realize those are cold-blooded animals and they'll run out of energy almost immediately in this weather, right?" Smush said.
"But with no fur they're so aerodynamic!" Mogey answered as several of the monitor lizards keeled over. "Surely they can make it through a couple hundred miles in freezing temperatures, can't they?"
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