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Royer to Launch Dating Site Tomorrow
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Royer Entertainments CEO Ric Royer announced today that he will launch his new dating website tomorrow at noon.
“Smackers.com” claims to provide a unique personality profiling analysis via a series of detailed questions that endeavor to gauge “value systems”, “beliefs”, “preferences” and “interests”. The site has already drawn criticism, however, from some dating experts.
“The name of the site is rather provocative for starters,” noted critic Dawn Halpers. “There is bound to be some immediate confusion.”
Royer, who was interviewed while installing some new pieces to his voluminous illuminated porcelain Christmas village, refuted the comments.
“The site is about bringing the lonely together. It’s very scientific. Everyone is having a wonderful time.”
The CEO began screaming suddenly when a porcelain figure of an elderly lady holding a shopping bag toppled over. The interview had to be ended prematurely.
Halpers noted other issues with “Smackers.com”.
“The questions are unique but not particularly conducive to matching two personalities for dating purposes. If you look at some of the questions– this one, for example– “Do you believe that the kisses of stars rain hard upon the body?” followed by a rather senseless numerical rating sequence of 1-7. It’s hard to imagine how answering that question would bring you any closer to finding your perfect match,” the critic opined.
Nevertheless, “Smackers.com” already has over one billion pre-registered users and appears destined to become Lankville’s number one online dating service.
SAMPLE QUESTIONS FROM SMACKERS.COM PROFILE ANALYSIS
| -Rate your travels in the Land of No God. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7
-Are you done with the illusions of dogma? 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 -Do you eat animals? 1 2 3 4 5 7 8 -Woman stands alone as the High Priestess of Love at the Altar of Life and man
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Lankville Rising Citizen Award Goes to Engines
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Miss Holly Engines, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Willard Engines of Route 16, Lankville Highlands, has been selected by the Bureau of High School Achievement Probers as recipient of the 2014 “Rising Citizen Award” sources are now confirming.
Holly was selected on the basis of dependability, service, folding, leadership, and extreme patriotism. She was an overwhelming choice of the Bureau.
“Holly has a heart of gold,” said Bureau member and small pizza magnate “Inner Hammer”. “She took this contest and blew everyone else out of the water. She grabbed this contest and pumped it up like a god damn pyramid, is what she did.”
Holly has been quite active in school, ranking in the top 5% at Supps Bleach and Cleaning Supplies High School throughout her first three years. Along with her academic standing, she has been quite active in extra-curricular activities which include the following: Band 9-11, Chorus, 9-11, Restrained Volleyball 9-11, Track, 9-10, Forensics 9-11, Pep Club 9-11, Lingus Nets 9-11, Yearbook 9-11, Sad Drama Club 9-11, Phone Manners 10-11.
Holly, a junior, has career plans which include college at the University of the Eastern Hills of Lankville.
The Award includes a small university stipend and a year’s supply of small pizzas.
“We’ll be taking care of Holly,” noted “Inner Hammer”. “She won’t have to worry about ordering any god damn small pizzas for awhile. It’s a good lesson for all the kids out there.”
No Update on Wind-Blown Bumpkins: Schropp on Breakfast Sandwiches
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No updates are reported on the bumpkins who were blown away by the wind last week.
“I’m not sure what you’re looking for Lloyd,” said Detective Gee-Temple. “Getting blown away by the wind is an act of finality. There are no updates and there never will be any updates.”
Gee-Temple took a sip of coffee and admired the morning sunrise out of his office windows.
“They’re gone,” he added after some time had passed.
SCHROPP ON THE MOMENT THAT CHANGED HIS LIFE FOREVER
Breakfast sandwiches– yes, they are my life. Ever since that fateful June day long ago when one was placed before me– a starry-eyed lad in search of a dream, a reason to believe, FOUND, after taking that first bite. I still remember the crunch, the bite of bacon with egg and cheese in between that warm, tender biscuit. That moment everything became more real and unreal at once, like I was newborn again. The whiteness of the paper plate with the small grease stains left by the sandwich. The heat of that June morning warming back through the window. My Mom’s voice seeming a million miles away, asking me if I wanted milk or orange juice. Why? Why would I need further essence? I recall thinking as I stared at the strawberry toaster pastries left out for me in case I didn’t like the breakfast sandwich and knowing that I was leaving those pastries behind FOREVER.
Oh yes, breakfast sandwiches are my life. But the time has come to expand my horizons. Not only for the greater good of Lankville but, I don’t know, maybe to GET OUT FROM BENEATH THE SHADOW OF THE THESE BUMPKINS? IS THIS EVEN A STORY GUYS!!?? THERE IS NO UPDATE ON THEM!! CUISINE NEED NOT BE PAIRED WITH A STORY ABOUT BUMPKINS! IT MAKES NO SENSE WHATSOEVER. But…that’s ok. I’m calm now.
Anyway, I have decided to include other food passions of mine (buffets and anything fried) to my future articles. I believe these two food arenas will find similar zeal in many residents here and I would love to bring you my future thoughts and reviews– perhaps in, you know, a DEDICATED food column. My family (particularly the female members) have long remarked how I am a “sweet, sensitive man” and, in turn, I feel as if I have a “sweet, sensitive food palate” which I hope you can come to trust.
Please do not worry that this will lead to me writing less and less about breakfast sandwiches or people’s right to eat them anytime or anywhere. I have already addressed some fellow members of the BSU (Breakfast Sandwich Underground) and their concerns. And I would like to take this opportunity to announce an upcoming art show of mine (basement location yet undetermined) which will feature several paintings of breakfast sandwiches. One will be included with this article as a little “teaser”, shall we say.
Until my next article Lankville, keep your mind and mouth open to anything new that might come your way!
Happy Eating,
Bri
Five Things You Need to Know About Candy Corns
NEWS OF THE SEASON
With Halloween fast approaching, you may think that by picking up a couple of packs of candy corns, you’re doing the kids in your neighborhood a favor, right? Perhaps. But first, maybe you better take a minute and learn a little something about this polarizing small candy.
1. PEOPLE LOVE CANDY CORNS OR THEY VIEW THEM AS AN UNMENTIONABLE LANKVILLE NIGHTMARE– THERE’S NO MIDDLE GROUND
Yeah, man– for a seemingly innocuous little bullshit treat, candy corn sure sparks a lot of opinion. When I recently polled some friends in preparation for this article, I got over a million responses.
“I become sick every year,” one friend (a woman) wrote. “I throw up for nearly a week. Nothing but bile and candy corns. Just over and over and over again into the toilet, the mop bucket, into the street, wherever. Just bile and candy corns.”
“HATE CANDY CORNS. Cannot emphasize the word HATE enough,” said another friend who utilized a yellow highlighter device on her email to make it especially clear.
“I love ’em yo’,” said a good friend (and fellow News contributor BIG CHIPS). “They’re awesome. Like little candy pizzas, man.”
About half the people surveyed admitted to liking the stuff.
2. IT USED TO BE MADE IN COUNTRY POTS
Snagged this fact off the net. Apparently, candy corns used to be made in these giant pots that they only had out in the country. These assholes would cook sugar and corn syrup into a sort of slurry and then pour it out into kernel-shape trays. “The Buntz Mallows Company of Lankville was the first company to sell candy corns commercially,” noted Gordon Dillard, who claimed to be some sort of candy historian or something. “Funny thing is, Buntz still sells them!”
I didn’t really get the joke but whatever. Used to be made in country pots.
3. THERE’S A PROPER WAY TO EAT THEM
So, about half the people I surveyed said that nibble on candy corn from one end. The other half say they just pop the whole fucker in their mouth and be done with it. “The proper way is to begin nibbling from the narrow white end,” said Dillard.
“Why?” we probed.
“Etiquette,” he responded.
4. THEY CAN BE DEEP-FRIED
An ex-girlfriend of mine recently posted a recipe on some blog that involves rolling a bunch of candy corns in a ball of dough and then frying it in hot oil.
Crazy whacked bitch, I initially thought.
Turns out though, it’s true.
“Why wouldn’t we fry candy corns?” said a chef who asked to remain anonymous. “Frying makes everything taste better.”
I thought about pushing the big white hat off his head but decided against it.
5. THERE ARE VERSIONS FOR OTHER HOLIDAYS
This, I didn’t know. Turns out, candy corns are not just for Halloween any more. They got candy corns for Easter, Christmas, Saint Virgil’s Day and the Opening Feast. Manufacturers even put them out in different colors to match the occasions.
I got nothing else to say on this matter, man.
BREAKING: Area Girls Getting All Up in Everybody’s Shit
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A group of area girls are getting all up in everybody’s shit, sources are now confirming.
“We’re not sure what they want,” noted Life Lessons Funeral Home High School social studies teacher Gail Nailsmith, who fell victim to the group. “They formed a real fifth column, marching their way through the school with a singularity of purpose normally unseen in the girls of our area and really just getting right up into everybody’s shit.”
“If you get in their way, they get all up in your shit,” noted a fellow student who requested anonymity.
After briefly getting all up in everybody’s shit at the school, the group left the premises and began traveling around their Eastern Lankville hamlet of DeVries, where they got all up into the shit of a local man attempting to change a flat tire, a local woman chasing a tennis ball down the street and two local elderly men who were waiting for a buffet to open.
“It seems that the group really got all up into the [shit] of the two elderly men,” noted Detective Gee-Temple, who arrived at the buffet after the clique had already moved on. “The two men were quite rattled and some of their small personal effects were scattered about the parking lot. It’s something we’ll certainly have to look into once time permits.”
None of the girls had been identified at press time.
“We’ll be putting out some orange cones in strategic areas,” noted Gee-Temple. “Then, we’ll pull some school records. We’ll get to the bottom of this before long.”
Chastain, Creator of “Fuzzy Ponies”, Dead at 73
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Betty Chastain, the beloved creator of the “Fuzzy Ponies” series has died. The author was 73.
“We responded to a call to the Chastain home early this morning,” said Detective Gee-Temple of the Lankville Bureau of Probes. “We discovered a great chasm beneath the Chastain home that led to an unspeakable, interdimensional demonic arena and it is here, unfortunately, that Mrs. Chastain met her end.”
Chastain published 47 titles in the “Fuzzy Ponies” series.
“She was best at identifying with the child reader,” noted area librarian Jean Folger (rated about a 7 out of 10 by this writer). “Although the Fuzzy Ponies often embark on many sudden, extraordinary adventures, they also go through many of the same things as the average Lankville child– things like brushing their teeth, going to the playground or riding in a car. That’s what makes Chastain so versatile– on one page a Fuzzy Pony is watching his surroundings decay and turn to dust and then, suddenly, with little or no explanation, is having a fun day at the park, prancing through the fields on the next page.”
Chastain made few public appearances in the last ten years of her life and published only one title– 2007’s The Regeneration of the Fuzzy Ponies. The book was not well-received.
“We are happy that Betty was able to bring so much joy and confusion to children,” noted the Chastain family in a prepared statement.
A small, restrained funeral has been planned.
SUNDAY FEATURE: Letters We Get From Old People
The Lankville Daily News is lusciously delighted beyond measure to present a new Sunday feature– letters we get from old people. Fletcher M. Gregory, Jr. served many years in the Lankville Air Legionnaires. He is now 85 years old and retired.
Mr. Gregory’s letter is to the Eastern Lankville Petroleum Company.
Dear Gentlemen,
My name is Fletcher M. Gregory, Jr. and I am 85 years old. Recently, my man-servant and chaffeur drove me to the local auditorium to attend a revival screening of the film Pardon My Trunk. It is a delightful Island film in which a family receives a clumsy elephant as a gift. But that is not why I am writing gentlemen.
After the film, my man-servant discovered that we were low on petroleum and he pulled into the nearest service station which happened to be an “ELP”. I must say, gentlemen, that both my man-servant and I were vastly disappointed. Firstly, an indigent lower-class person continually pestered my man-servant as he attempted to refuel the auto. The man kept saying, “I’m enjoying twenty-seven hours of wonderful sobriety, sir,” despite the fact that he was disturbingly inebriated. Then, without warning, he suddenly lurched forward and regurgitated what appeared to be a combination of malt liquor and some sort of orange, tubular-shaped snack food onto the rear window of my car.
I say, gentlemen, if you cannot keep your stations free of such human detritus, then your business shall surely suffer for it.
I am not finished, however. After my man-servant was able to free himself of this absurd individual, he went about the business of attempting to remove the vomitus expulsion from the rear window of the auto. Despite an exhaustive search, my man-servant could not locate a “squeegee” anywhere on the lot. He decided then to probe the attendant as to the reason for the lack of “squeegee’s”. He was (curtly) told by the lower-class attendant that we don’t got no squeegee’s. So now, gentlemen, I must ask– WHY? WHY ARE YOU UNABLE TO PROVDE THE CONSUMER WITH A SQUEEGEE?
Unless furnished with an appropriate answer, I will be unable to patronize your establishment in the future.
Limp regards,
Fletcher M. Gregory, Jr.
The Eastern Lankville Petroleum Company had not responded to Mr. Gregory’s letter at press time.
Correspondent: Royer Digs Many Pointless Holes; Collapses on Box of Irregular Jeans
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From our Pyramid Area Correspondent Don W. Coneman in the Valley of the Small Kings, Outer Lankville:
Lankville business magnate Ric Royer, temporarily released from an area hospital, has been seen in the Valley of the Small Kings this past week, digging many large, pointless holes, sources are confirming. Yesterday, at a local market, the executive was found collapsed on a box of irregular jeans. His current whereabouts are unknown.
Locals have been mystified all week by the strange figure of Royer who is evidently wearing a large fake beard, rouge, eye-shadow and lipstick in an attempt to mask his identity.
Archaeologist Lee “Boom-Boom” Goldblatt has equally been flummoxed by Royer’s strange methods. “Well, all he had all week was a tiny little garden shovel, a lawnmower, and some tomato cages. He generally got tired after an hour or two of fruitless searching and had a handler drive him back to his room at the Magnanimous Boys’ Horn of Comfy Hotel.”
Earlier in the week, Royer maintained he was “making great progress.”
“I feel great,” noted Royer, who paused to dump a child’s bucket of sand into a wagon. “It doesn’t matter that there are a surfeit of feckless corncobbers that surround these pyramids– the Creator has seen fit to put them here.” The enigmatic owner looked on disapprovingly as a native family crossed the desert on the back of a camel. “Imagine the moment when I open up the tombs and discover every mystery of civilization,” he added. “As it says in the ancient texts, the rocks of the earth will fold inward and we will crawl onto an axial plane,” the executive added after a moment’s reflection.
One of Royer’s handlers, who refused to be identified, gave a short statement as to the circumstances of the market incident yesterday.
“[Mr. Royer] disappeared from his room at the Horn of Comfy Hotel early in the morning while some of his wait-staff were asleep or otherwise distracted cleaning up a terrible mess at the foot of his bed. [Mr. Royer] was sleeping with several large pumpkins which is his custom around this time of the year and they had fallen onto the floor. At some point, he must have snuck away and wandered into the marketplace where he then collapsed onto the box of irregular jeans.”
“Nearby there was a vendor that had some regular jeans,” the handler noted. “Unfortunately, [Mr. Royer] was not in a state where he would have been able to shop selectively.”
A press conference is expected later today.
Precocious Madison to Release Second Video Game Tomorrow
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Video game wunderkind Danny Madison has wasted no time in following up his smash hit puzzle platform “The Video Cube”. It was announced today that the precocious 12-year old will release his second video game tomorrow sources are now confirming.
“Fire Quasars” will go on sale at select retail outlets at noon. Long lines are expected.
“Fire Quasars represents the latest in experimental laser saucer technology,” stated Madison. “Unlike some earlier laser saucer efforts, Fire Quasars provides up to 846 different gameplay challenges, the electronically digitized voices of several famous actors and razor sharp digital graphics. I’m very proud of this one and we think it will be a big hit.”
Madison paused to program a series of calculators which were directly wired into a pizza. No explanation was offered.
“It’s another brilliant game from Madison,” noted video game critic and Electronics Cranny contributor Fritz Tennis. “The gameplay is set against a brilliant astronomical landscape. The spaceships, secret quasar targets and helicopters exhibit extraordinary realism. It is the most sophisticated game I’ve seen all year.”
Fire Quasars will be sold in versions for the Bubonos 2000 system and for “individual computer systems”. Retail prices are $59.99 and $69.99 respectively.
Royer’s Madcap Experiences: The Deceit That Will Deprive You of Your Harvest
As a younger man, I used to hang about with a guy named Howie. That was his last name– I never knew his first. He came from a poor section of Lankville Falls, littered with rusted aluminum trailers and trash-choked creeks. I recall that Howie’s Pappy had tried to paint the trailer but the effect was a bit like attaching shiny chrome to a barrel of shit. “You’ll not rise in social status,” I told Howie, as we stared at the freshly-applied silver finish, the rust still obviously apparent underneath. He put his head down and I put my arm around him and then pushed him ever so gently into a pile of mud.
He sat in that pile of mud for quite awhile. Then: “I’ll cultivate here. We’ll have a bounty”. I laughed and shot off some fireworks. “You don’t know nothing about land. You’re trailer. Be easier if you just admit to it.” But he demurred and when I next saw him, he had a magnificent farm.
“Cheesus, look at them onions,” I said. “You doubted me,” he responded. “But look at those rows of corn.” Indeed, several of the trailers were now buried deep in the cornfield. “I’m trying to blot out this park with produce,” he said. “Lush, growing, flowering produce.” He looked far off at something unseen and then returned to his hoeing. I shot off more fireworks but nobody cared anymore.
I went off to college and Howie stayed behind. I visited him that first summer. His fields were completely dead. The mud was back. It rained incessantly.
“What happened?” I asked as we lazily watched wrestling on a black and white TV. “Wild Boy” Ric Tipps, my namesake, was fighting.
“It was my deceit,” he said. He drank some soda out of a Christmas-themed gravy boat. “I lied to the earth, essentially.”
I considered asking if he had any more fireworks but thought better of it.
“I had the promise of a great harvest,” he added. “But you were right. I’m trailer.”
He died in September. I did not attend the funeral but mailed along some chocolates. That’s what you do.
Creator of “Video Cube” is Local 12-Year Old
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The creator of the enormously-popular new “Video Cube” is none other than 12-year old local resident Danny Madison.
Madison, who attends Lowinger Brothers Utility Sheds Middle School, took the first step towards translating classic puzzles into computer games last year.
“I realized that by allowing players to move the puzzle pieces around on their computer screens, you instantly eliminated the tiresome, wearisome, centuries-old problem of losing said pieces,” noted the amiable whiz kid. “There is nothing worse in the entire world than losing a puzzle piece and being left with what is simply an abominable box of disappointment,” Madison added.
After working closely with programmers over the summer, Madison introduced the Video Cube to Lankville in September. Sales have been astounding.
“[Madison’s] idea was revolutionary,” said programmer Lurv Sprayberry, who was part of the team that worked with the boy wonder. “He was able to take the features of a video game to create animation and the illusion of three-dimensionality and invent puzzles which could not exist in the real world.”
Critics have lauded the Video Cube’s ability to appeal to all different skill levels.
“Many who take a stab at the Video Cube will be able to master some element of it,” said Madison, who paused to utilize several calculators to activate a nearby oscillating fan. “The question is– will you be able to do it if the Video Cube is invisible?” Madison paused briefly for effect. “Imagine how hard it would be to locate an invisible puzzle in the real world, let alone in the video game world where we can suddenly shroud you in complete and total darkness.” Madison paused again, again for effect. “It will present a unique challenge to those convinced of their puzzle powers.”
The Video Cube retails for $499.99 and can be plugged into any standard Lankville-issue television set. It is available at most electronics retailers.
UPDATE: Bumpkin Revealed to Have Tail; Schropp Pacified
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BUMPKIN HAD PREHENSILE TAIL?
In an update on a story reported earlier this week, one of the bumpkins who was recently carried off by the wind was revealed to have a fully developed prehensile tail, eyewitnesses are reporting.
The tailed bumpkin- the youngest of the seven bumpkins carried off by the wind that attacked a local trailer park– was never before seen pantsless, so neighbors had never noticed the tail before. “He was smiling the whole time, poor lad,” said a neighbor who identified himself as “Amos”, who claimed that he watched helplessly as the bumpkins were carried off by the zephyr. “All the other bumpkins were whisked off, but this bumpkin, he had a tail and he was just giggling and giggling and…” Amos then began to giggle himself until he could no longer continue the interview and went back to kicking a nearby wheelbarrow.
Police had no further comment.
SCHROPP PACIFIED?
Noted breakfast sandwich aficionado Brian Schropp issued a statement apologizing for his recent outburst during an interview with Lankville Daily News reporter Lloyd Bias-Kirk.
“First of all, a sincere apology not only to the paper but to the readers as well. I have been under extreme pressure recently in matters which I will get to shortly. But whatever the reason may be, it still does not excuse my harsh outburst earlier this week. I have eaten humble cake [sic] recently and hope you will forgive me.
Now, onto matters at hand. I am proud to announce that I am in the final stages of putting together another art book of my watercolor paintings of breakfast sandwiches. This one will actually be professionally spiral-bound! Gone are the garbage-bag twist ties that posed such a problem with my first book! I feel that, with my art skills vastly improving, this current book will receive a much wider audience. I am also fooling around with the idea of doing a Don Jars biography. Mr. Jars is, of course, the man who helped shape the modern breakfast sandwich which in turn shaped modern Lankville. My initial thoughts were to do a combination children’s “pop-up/scratch and sniff” style book but found the subject matter too serious and, frankly, a bit too complex for kids or even young adults. Please wish me luck on these endeavors.
Trying to break into the world of publishing is stressful enough but there has been another factor, another source of great stress which I dare say has a deeper meaning not only to me but others of my kind. I have been campaigning hard to have a question put on this year’s election ballot. I have proposed that it become Lankville law that all major sporting events (Small Motel Girl Wrestling, Lingus Nets, Tennis) have a breakfast sandwich option on their food menus. I believe strongly that this is a civil rights issue. Why should I have to look around the filled stadia or the cramped small motel girl wrestling rooms whilst others enjoy hot dogs and cheesesteaks with such ease when the breakfast sandwich is simply NOWHERE TO BE FOUND.
What people need to understand and realize is that a breakfast sandwich can be eaten at any time of the day. If you had one in the afternoon or in the evening, for example, you might not be so frightened of them. Your understanding would blossom. I believe with all my heart that I can help with that.
And media outlets like The Lankville Daily News can help spread the understanding too. Particularly, say, if they would run my heartfelt column FIRST before columns about bumpkins being carried off by the wind. Or, say, maybe…I don’t know…RUN MY COLUMN SEPARATELY? Am I really going to always follow bumpkins now, guys? Bumpkins and breakfast sandwiches share absolutely NOTHING IN COMMON. WHY ARE WE PAIRING THESE ARTICLES? But, never mind that. Peace and understanding. Breathe in and breathe out.
So now I ask, no I beg you, dear readers, while I am eating my humble cake [sic] that you please contact your local officials and help me get this on the ballot.
It’s time to take the great leap forward.
Ric Royer and Brian Schropp have contributed to these articles.
Crushed Chips Make Local Bagels Glow with Pride
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A foreign neighbor child was recently hanging out in the Bread Lodge Co-Operative Small Bakery the other day while its workers (also its owners) were making bagels.
“She was cute, little funny foreign kid, kind of supervising, asking questions and eating this bag of artificially-flavored chips, the kind of thing they probably don’t have in her backward, simple-minded birth-nation,” said Bread Lodge co-owner Lorang Ewing. “And then she said, you should put these on a bagel…”
One perk to owning your own business is the ability to do whatever you want. That can be a downside at times but not last week. Not at all. Because that’s when Bread Lodge made the first “Crushed Chips Bagel.”
They pulverized three different bags of the brightest colored chips they could find and dipped the ready-to bake bagels into the mixture, instead of using garlic sauce or one of the usual toppings. “We found that the crumbs stay crispy for a good many hours,” noted Ewing (who was judged to be selling it in the backside but a little weak up front). “They crisp up again if you toast the bagel,” Ewing added. “We have the freedom to try these things instantly. We made them, put pictures of them up on the Internet and on fliers stapled to telephone poles and trees in the woods and the next thing we knew, we had sold, like, a hundred of them. It was a lot of fun.”
The bagelmakers make sure to use local ingredients in their concoctions, like flour made from Lankville wheat. Since the chips came from a nearby corner store, do they count as local?
Today, Bread Lodge will make a few hundred more Crushed Chip Bagels. They’ll make more on Friday. And then, they’ll make more again on Saturday and Sunday. The process will continue provided that the days continue to advance in their normal progression.
“We have a takeout window,” said Ewing. “So if you’re unsure of the idea of having chips crushed on a bagel, you at least won’t have to get out of your car. It won’t take a lot of exertion to give it a try.”
Each crushed chip bagel is $1.25.
The foreign child could not be located to be interviewed for this story.
Wrestling Tonight at Vitiello Decorative Hams Arena
Royer Entertainments, Inc. will host a series of wrestling matches tonight at Vitiello Decorative Hams Arena- starting time is 8:15. A series of patriotic pinwheel displays followed by the release of some exquisite doves is scheduled for 7:45.
Tonight’s card features an exciting opening match between “Mr. Lankville” and Phil “TNT” Tapes. It will be the first time the two sworn enemies have tangled since last summer.
“I’m looking forward to it, it’ll be the first time I’ve seen Mr. Lankville live,” noted Royer Entertainments CEO Ric Royer, who will be granted a “Wrestling Leave Night” from the Foontz-Flonnaise Home of Abundant Senselessness to attend the event. “I hope one of the wrestlers dies,” Royer blurted out, before a handler suddenly whisked the enigmatic executive away to a nearby office.
Also on the card tonight will be a tilt between notorious heel Gorilla Filters and Bill “House Show” Crowley, a steel cage match featuring two Outlands wrestlers making their professional debuts and a contest between Ringo Barnaby and “The House Dog” that will take place in a special ring constructed above a gigantic pit of fire.
“We’re hoping for an evening of family fun,” noted a Vitiello Decorative Hams Arena spokesman who refused to be identified.
2,000 tickets were reported as still available at press time.
Area Grocery Store to Dispense Utensils One at a Time
LANKVILLE ACTION NEWS: YES!
Barlow Foods is changing the way it offers plastic eating utensils in its cafe, and the new system is getting mixed reviews.
Instead of setting out forks, spoons, little shovels, and knives that are individually wrapped in plastic, the store is unveiling machines that dispense unwrapped utensils one at a time.
The new system was the brainchild of Barlow Foods CEO John Barlow. In an attempt to reduce food packaging waste, Barlow created a contest for employees to submit suggestions for sustainable packaging solutions.
“I shut down the contest almost immediately, however,” noted the enigmatic Barlow. “I had an epiphany about the unwrapped utensils and I knew that that would be the best idea. There was no point in going through the charade of entertaining other ideas.”
Barlow has also instituted “Single-Pull Napkin Allocators(TM)” with digital display faces that alert customers to the number of napkins they have taken.
“The numbers begin to turn scarier colors after five napkins,” noted Barlow. “We are not messing around here.”
Some folks, however want to return to the traditional method of plastic-wrapped cutlery, citing sanitary reasons. Others have voiced concern over the fact that a utensil can sit out in the open air for considerable periods of time before it is taken and used, since utensils are discharged immediately after the first is removed.
“I don’t care for it,” said Barlow Foods regular Cindy Hopkins (rated about a 7 of 10 by this writer). “I’m suspicious of the intent and I find the way that the utensils pop out at you to be a little insinuating.”
Nevertheless, the machines have accomplished what Barlow hoped they would do- cut waste. The stores have seen a 35 percent reduction in the number of utensils and napkins being used.
“Are you going to argue with those digits?” Barlow asked, as he rose to his feet. When no comment was forthcoming, Barlow smiled self-assuredly and noted, “Well, I think we know who’s in charge here.”





































































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