Stephen

A boy named Stephen had been allowed by his parents to go to the Gift Shop. Potato Day was coming up and he needed to get his family some presents. He walked into the Gift Shop and his jaw dropped to the floor.

There were rows of novelty items and toys. This was Stephen's paradise. He ran up and down the isles, laughing with joy. Then he searched desparately for some gifts. But he couldn't find any. Stephen ran up to the counter and tapped on it, and in all but a few seconds, a man arose from behind the desk. He was wearing a formal suit and a pin-striped tie.

"How may I be of your assistance?" the man asked politely.

"Potato Day is coming up," explained Stephen, "and I must get my family some presents."

"Ahh," said the man wisely. "I know just what you need."

Then he thrust a Weener-Hoozer into Stephen's arms.

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