No matter how much the pink monster grunted, the door still wouldn’t open.
“Let me do it,” said Rocky.
“No… I can do it just fine,” said the pink monster.
So Rocky stood back with his paws crossed till a half hour later, when the pink monster finally gave up in a lake o’ sweat.
“All right…” the pink monster panted. “If you’re so smart… You do it, then.”
Rocky nodded & then stepped up to the door & pulled it open as if ’twere a piece o’ cardboard.
The pink monster jumped. “¿How’d you do that?”
“The door only opens for those with ‘nough thieving experience,” said Rocky.