One morning after a tremendous rainstorm, Mogey and Smush were walking along the dirt track that wound from their house down to the muffin shop. The path, incidentally, had not been there when Mogey and Smush first moved in, but years of daily pilgrimages for banana nut muffins had etched a muddy crease in the woods and pastures.
Other townspeople had taken to using Drury Lane, as the muffin trail became known, and on damp days the path became slick and trampled. As Mogey and Smush strolled, visions of lemon poppy seed muffins dancing in their heads, the came upon an immense hole in the middle of the path.
"Good heavens!" Smush exclaimed. "Mogey, I do believe that is a crater caused by some sort of meteoric impact!"
"It sure looks that way," Mogey replied. "But wouldn't we have heard a shooting star hit so close last night?"
Here Mogey and Smush were interrupted by the arrival of Lars Bigbottom, a half giant-half cyclops who lived down the road a ways.
"Say," Lars Bigbottom hollered, turning his one and a half eyes toward Mogey and Smush, "what are you two looking at? You'd better not go mucking up my lunch spot just as I've gotten the seat the way I like it!"
With that, Lars Bigbottom settled his massive bulk in the center of the path, fitting his backside perfectly into the strange crater.
"Well," Mogey said, "I suppose this saves us the trouble of digging around for a meteor."
"Come on, Mogey," Smush replied with a sigh, "let's go see if there are any peach muffins left."
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