Ben Hansen
"So, how's about that game last week?" The short person about Hugh's height said.
"Yes, it was something all right," replied the big guy about Ben's height.
Suddenly, a high-pitched keening noise insinuated itself into their consciousness. After a few more seconds, they realised it was Ben and Hugh, screaming, riding the motorbike they'd stolen from the dwarves. They had realised too late that neither of them could ride a motorbike. A large crash and an awkward silence later, Ben and Hugh limped away from the two guys and the wreckage of the motorbike in their new outfits.
"You know, we didn't have to drive directly into them," Ben said.
"So why did you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you were driving weren't you?"
"I thought YOU were driving!"
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