Fangs and Foosball

Last night I was playing foosball with my sisters. I passed the ball to the middle and fired. Clunk! Perfect shot. I took a quick glance at Murphy who was chomping on an unseen object. I pulled open his mouth and pulled out a foosball. He was waiting where the ball comes out with his mouth wide open. When I scored, it went out of the table directly into Murphy's mouth.