One rainy afternoon, Mogey and Smush were exploring Old Uncle Chester's attic when they came across a dusty typewriter. They were rambunctious lads though, and not very bright, so they hadn't a clue what the device was used for.
"Is it some sort of musical instrument?" Mogey asked.
"It doesn't appear to be," Smush said as he punched away at the keys. "It only makes one sound."
"What about a meat tenderizer?" Mogey wondered.
"Now what sort of meat have you been eating?" Smush said. "No self-respecting steak could fit into that little area. It can't be a meat tenderizer."
"How about--"
"I've got it!" Smush shrieked, frightening some nearby mice so badly that they forgot they weren't bats and leapt from the rafters, landing fortuitously in an open sack of cheez-its. "It's a bug smasher!" Smush elaborated.
"Mmm," Mogey said thoughtfully. "Then what are the letters for?"
"They tell you which button to push for a certain type of bug," Smush replied knowledgeably. "A for ant, B for bee, C for citrus flatid planthopper, and so on."
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