Mogey was hanging out with his pal Smush one day, kicking a soccer ball around inside a giant's footprint, when an idea came to him.
"Did you ever notice that soccer balls and volleyballs are basically the same thing?" he asked, kicking the ball into the imprint of the giant's pinky toe, where it lodged sturdily. "Those fellows in the sporting goods industry must be dum-dum-dimmy-dumbs."
"Or are they geniuses?" Smush replied. "Just think: By selling a 'different' ball for the two sports, they sell twice as many!"
"I stand by my statement."
"The dum-dum-dimmy dumbs thing?"
"Yes," said Mogey. "I maintain that they would sell three times as much with a unified ball, since that also opens the door to create the hybrid sport of voccerball! Imagine seeing the tallest, slenderest athletes in the world spike voccerballs with their feet... oh yes, it would be a sight to behold."
"So voccerball brings gangliness, some sort of net, and headers to the table?" Smush asked. "What about fake injuries... can you give me fake injuries?"
"That I can."
"I'm in," Smush whispered excitedly. "This voccerball is officially your best idea since cheese cookies."
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