Tucker Mouse jumped up beside Chester.
“how is the food coming, Tucker?” asked the cricket.
Tucker had been put in charge of refreshments.
“Hic hic hic,” laughed Tucker Mouse, rubbing his front feet together, “wait till I tell you.”
He lifted up one foot.
“I have: two chunks liverwurst, one slice ham, three pieces bacon –from a bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwich –some lettuce and tomato –from said sandwich-whole-wheat, rye, and white crusts, a big gob Cole slaw, two squares from a Hershey chocolate bar, the end of and Oh! Henry candy bar-with nuts! –and now comes the climax.”
Tucker paused. “iced soft drinks!”