Pupkin & Kapotnya
Kapotnya Kapotnya
Hey Pupkin, remember that summer when we tried to steal the mayor’s hat at the festival? I still laugh thinking about how we got caught in the mud and how the whole town was chasing us like a bunch of kids on a playground. Got any good stories from that day?
Pupkin Pupkin
Oh man, that was epic! I still picture us sprinting, the mayor’s shiny hat in our hands, and every single one of those muddy feet slapping the ground like we were on a giant slip 'n slide. The mayor himself was chasing us, yelling, but I had a spare ketchup bottle in my pocket – thought it would be a perfect distraction. I tossed it, and the ketchup exploded, splattering the mayor’s face. He froze, then started laughing so hard he fell into a puddle. The whole town was on our tail, but then we slipped on a banana peel – yes, there was a banana peel! – and we all just landed in the mud together. The mayor ended up wearing our muddy hats, and the town council offered us a lifetime supply of ketchup. Classic!