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// Flim and Flam Are Just The Worst 
// Story: Life is a Test: A Series of Pony Logic Puzzles 
// by Brony_of_Brody 
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Oh, hello there, stranger! He's Flim, I'm Flam, and we're the world-famous Flim Flam Brothers!

Oh? Where IS Flim, you ask? Oh, not to worry, my brother is simply plotting our escape route-uh, I mean, scouting the road ahead. We are travelling salesponies, as you can see. Can't stay too long!

Oh, no, by all means, take your time browsing! Everything is very reasonably priced, I think you'll find!

Mmm? Ah, I see you have a fine eye, my friend! You see, we happened to obtain this from the village not far behind us, in fact. Along with all of their bits.

Oh? Well, we happened to come across it during our travels and we've been regular visitors to the place ever since! It's just so PROFITABLE, you know? Not an overly friendly place I will admit, but a good salespony knows how to sell ice to a polar bear and make it come back for more! I swear it has nothing to do with the fact we got lost in the desert with no water and our loud attempts at a rain dance made them pity us and take us to their village.

You see, that village is rather...quaint. It follows a set of rules that everypony in the village must obey. First, we...aren't entirely welcome in that place. They believe in sustaining themselves on the bounties of the earth and won't accept buying from outsiders like us.

Ah, how then have we managed to make any sales there, you ask? Well, we disguise ourselves as simple tourists, and know how to be discrete if we must, and all the stallions in the village know where to find us when we visit. Yes, all eighty of them. I mean, goodness knows what all eighty of their wives must think.

Speaking of wives, the second rule is that all the stallions in the village answer only to their wives, and if they discover their husband broke any of the village's rules, they are to be banished to Tartarus. With extreme prejudice. The zebra mares there are pretty hardcore about it AND their magic, I must say.

...Ah, I know why you have such an incredulous look on your face. How then is it still standing, this village? Well, my brother and I discovered when we first visited that all the mares know what everypony in the village is up to...EXCEPT for their own husbands. I know, what a shock! The only reason nopony has spoken up until now is the third and final rule: nopony in the village must interfere in the personal lives of the other villagers. Even the stallions follow this rule. Nice to have some integrity, at least.

Ah, you've decided on THAT one? Good, good! Eight bits, and do enjoy your gingerbread spider repellant!

...yes, it is a rather peculiar village isn't it? Still, it's one of our hottest selling spots. Ah, talking of which, we avoided a rather close shave after we left the village today. I'm ashamed of our loose lips, really. Accidentally said out loud at least one of the stallions there was buying from us every time we visit. In front of the whole village as we were leaving.

Oh no, no no, it's nothing to worry about! I told you before, all the mares know of at least one errant husband! We weren't telling them anything they didn't already know. So no harm, no foul, yes?

Ah Flim, you're back! How's the road up ahead? Good, Well then, let us be leaving then! I doubt anypony else apart from our fine customer here will come if we remain here, so off we must go! Farewell!