The moon came down from the sky to observe Moptop delicately arranging his food. Careful not to mix anything together to preserve each flavor, he lightly placed the chips, hot dogs, pickles, and other items on the plate. When it was finished, he smiled and made his way to the table.
A mustachioed man entered, and Moptop dropped the plate of food. Moptop punched the man in the face.
"I demand two hot dogs!" he yelled to no one in particular.
