The two beings walked into the next room and were greeted with mounds of cheesy poofs stretching as far as the eye could see.
    "Wow!" said Terrance, "I'll never have to buy another cheesy poof for as long as I live!"
    "Um," began the green monster-under-the-bed, "my friend was the one who could get you home, and he's a frog now, so I don't know how to get you back."
    So Terrance lived the rest of his life in the room with the cheesy poofs.

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