The Abbreviated Adventures of Mogey & Smush Volume 624

Mogey and Smush strode into the train station feeling as relaxed and confident as a duck taking a bubble bath while wearing a life jacket; they were bound for East Boingburgh, where the streets are paved with pavement. Really fancy pavement.

"You're sure you remembered the tickets?" Smush asked.

"Of course I remembered the tickets," Mogey replied.

"Good. It's nice to be travelling in style for once instead of jumping boxcars like some--"

"Quick!" Mogey exclaimed. "The train's moving! Now's our chance to make a run for it!" He seized Smush's hand and together the pals raced alongside the caboose, grabbed the lowest rungs of a ladder, and with great effort, hauled themselves up onto the roof.

"I thought..." Smush panted, "you said... we had tickets!"

"We do! Oh, you thought I meant inside-the-car tickets? Don't be silly, Smush - we're not made of money."

"If we're just riding on top of the train, who in the world did you buy tickets from?"

"Crazy Tot Tater," Mogey replied, gesturing to a hobo riding the roof of a car down the train a ways. Crazy Tot Tater waved back cheerily. "He gave us a great deal. Plus, unlike the rich people down below, we get a free pan of corn pone and a helping of weasel bacon!"