"You know something, Smush? I'm thinking about taking on the horn," Mogey announced one day as the two pals were viewing an amateur game of skittles at the YMCA.
"Good for you!" Smush replied. "Which horn is that? The french horn?"
"Of course not."
"The trumpet, then?"
"No."
"Perhaps the flugelhorn?"
"Um, no, Smush, I'm talking about the XXXL creme horn at Papa Bombasta's House of Absurdly Oversized Pastries," said Mogey, rolling his eyes dramatically. "Sheesh, it's like you've never spoken to me before."
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