Hot Dog told Barfalot. “Right now I’ve got bigger fish to fry!” Barfalot didn’t say a thing. He usually had Pigburt and Slugburt (his brainless bodyguard brothers) to back him up. But seeing as they were stuck in eggs, they couldn’t really help him out too much. Besides, I could tell by the look on Barfalot’s face that he was pretty busy just trying to figure out what Hot Dog would want with fried fish anyway. Hot Dog flew all over the place, and so did his hands. Watching him push all his bun buttons was like watching a master musician play the piano. Ketchup, onions, pickle relish and sesame seeds squirted out as he flew. I don’t know why the goopy mixture stuck together to form a temporary ceiling. But I do know that the huge opening was filled just in time! Mr. G. and his egg prisoners floated up to Hot Dog’s homemade ceiling and stuck there just like flies on flypaper. Hot Dog dusted off his tiny hands, smoothed out his cape and said, “Well, Mr. G., I guess playtime’s over!”
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