One chilly winter's night, Mogey and Smush were regaling a big crowd at their local pub with the classic tale of Jeremiah Snausage and the stolen pie.
"...and then Jeremiah Snausage returned to Mrs. Brottington's bakery a third time!" Mogey was elaborating. "And he was after a lemon meringue, the final pie in Mrs. Brottington's Great Pie Trilogy. This time, however, Mrs. Brottington was waiting for him. As soon as Jeremiah Snausage peeped over her windowsill she came chasing after him with a bowling pin."
"A bowling pin?" asked one of the listeners on. "Don't you mean a rolling pin?"
"No sir," Mogey replied. "It was indeed a bowling pin, for Mrs. Brottington's bakery stood just next door to Mr. Brottington's bowling alley."
"Though you do have a point," Smush interjected. "The Brottington's were all about sharing resources between their two business ventures. Mrs. Brottington did in fact use a bowling pin to roll out her dough, and bowling alley grease gave her pie crust its signature tang."
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