
The Playmobil folk, normally engaged in panning for gold at McLaren's Goldmine, took a break from prospecting to examine the strange occurence of the 'Chocolate Sapote Glut'.
Never before seen in the Wild West, this mound of 'Black Gold' had our panners lost for words.
Wild Bill Coyote, was pleased that there would be lots of Sapote and singing round the camp fire; whilst the vultures were pleased that they had a better alternative to circling rotting corpses for their lunch.
All in all, it was a very happy and satiated bunch of gold miners who made their way home after such a feast. As they disappeared slowly into the West, distant cries of 'Yee Haa!' and 'Son of a Sapote!' ,could be heard echoing around the cactus strewn landscape.
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