Mogey and Smush were picking their way along the railroad tracks one gloomy day when the Teethington to Tongueborough freight train came rumbling along. As it passed, Mogey and Smush couldn't help but notice that one of the railcars was piled high with golden lemons. They further could not avoid observing that the trapdoor beneath the lemon car hung a tad askew, trailing a long line of citrus in the train's wake. And finally, it was simply impossible to miss the fact that no one aboard the train seemed aware of the lemon leakage.
As the Teethington to Tongueborough rolled out of sight, the pals greedily began to sweep lemons into their haversacks.
"You know what they say," Smush stated. "When life gives you lemons...."
"Find yourself some limes, sodium citrate, and yellow dye number 5, and cook up a batch of homemade lemon-lime gatorade," Mogey concluded.
"Exactly."
"But where are we going to find limes, sodium citrate, and yellow dye number 5?" Mogey inquired.
"We won't have to move a muscle," Smush announced sagely. "The Sugarville to Sweatburgh freight is due in 45 minutes, and you know what Sweatburgh is famous for, don't you?"
"Isn't that where the..." Mogey began, and his eyes widened with delight, "...enormous gatorade factory is located?!?"
"Indeed it is," Smush said. "That train is going to be loaded! It'll have at least two gondolas full of limes, an entire boxcar jam-packed with sodium citrate, and the caboose? Brimming to the gills with yellow dye number 5."
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