Oh, Mighty Mouse, I hate you so. But you and your damn nipple survived extermination after the Magic Mouse cometh, after all. You had to pay a steep bill to survive, in shame, rejected by The Steve, but you survived.
The Apple Store wasn't big enough for a Magic and a Mighty, so someone up there decided to stripe the Mightiness off your name. Relegated to a dark hole in the store, eating the crumbles that others don't want, waiting for a hungry cat to end your days, your price is still $49, $20 away from reaching the Magic.
But the worse thing is that you are not special anymore, you
Mighty Mouse. Go away. [Apple Store—Thanks Hanford Lemoore]