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This Week in Lankville

September 29, 2014 Leave a comment
Kimball J. Cranney

Kimball J. Cranney

ROYER CHANGES NAME

Institutionalized Lankville business magnate Ric Royer has changed his name to “Cor Scorpionis, Blood Probationer” according to sources following the story.

“He asked us to set up a lectern, some lights and a minimized buffet,” stated Warden Jenness of the Foontz-Flonnaise Home of Abundant Senselessness, where Cor Scorpionis is incarcerated. “But then he spent all morning in his room, putting together a puzzle so we have yet to receive an official statement.”

Cor Scorpionis, who was later interviewed privately, explained the change, his third this year.

“It is folly and a rape of truth to ignore the machinations,” stated the executive, who was clearly distracted by both the completed puzzle (a photographic depiction of a dog lounging on an oversized bean bag chair) and his dazzling layout of illuminated porcelain Christmas structures. “I say furthermore that this layout is of the Circle, and of the eye of the great marker that sleeps not, but is vigilant. The Circle is nearly all-perfect, nearly equal in every way. And if I was ever brought my box of soda, it would be complete.”

Cor Scorpionis then gave his attendant a fierce look of disapproval and the interview was ended prematurely.

“SAVE THE PANDAS” DRIVE NOW ON

Fick to help pandas.

Fick to help pandas.

An organization of wealthy Lankville businessmen will sponsor a “Save the Pandas Day” with selected proceeds going to the cause, it was announced.  Semi-portable typing machine magnate D. Fick was chosen to spearhead the initiative.

“Anything you can do to help these panda things,” Fick said, in an interview held near an area replete with small pandas.  “If you can contribute $5 or just simply leave your car in a parking lot with a sign that says, “DONATED TO PANDAS”.  Anything like that would really help save these panda things.”

Fick continued.  “You can bring canned goods to a factory and you can just dump them wherever the hell you feel like it, even if it’s not really that close to the factory. People will know.”

Fick then ended the interview and climbed into a gigantic military vehicle with tinted windows.

DEATH CLAIMS AFFABLE BANKER CARSTAIRS

Dick Carstairs: Dead

Dick Carstairs: Dead

Death came in search of affable banker Dick Carstairs yesterday afternoon.  The agreeable financier was 65.

“Dick was involved in a lot of things,” noted widow Jean-Louise Carstairs, who was interviewed outside the Great Central Mountain Area Hospital while her husband lie expired inside.  “He was very proud of his membership in the Chamber of Trade, his work with the Small Child Scouts and his chairmanship of our local Koala Bears and Walnuts Club.  We’ll certainly miss him.”

Mrs. Carstairs (rated about a 5 of 10 by this reporter) would not disclose the cause of death despite excessive probing.

CONTEST ANNOUNCEMENT IMMINENT

The Lankville Daily News will reveal the details of a new contest for readers this week, sources are indicating.  Although there are conflicting rumors as to the details, some sources suggest that the prize could either be $5,000, a trip for two to a cave, or a mechanical dinosaur.

Feelings by Dr. Kevin Thurston

September 26, 2014 Leave a comment
Dr. Kevin Thurston

Dr. Kevin Thurston

Dr. Thurston is an expert on men’s feelings.

There is only one way to rebuild your manhood.  And that’s together. With other men. In my office. Late at night. On Thursdays.

Beginning this fall, Dr. Thurston will be holding weekly “Rebuilding Manhood Mixers”.  I will put up a pad of paper on an easel and draw a large box.  This is the “Man Box”.  Then, I will ask the assembled (who will sit on comfortable floor pillows (for sale for $8.99 each, 4 different colors) to call out things to pack in our “Man Box”.

Unpack the "Man Box" with Dr. Kevin Thurston.

Unpack the “Man Box” with Dr. Kevin Thurston.

You might think that once our “Man Box” is full, we can begin our journey.  This is a common misconception.  The very opposite, in fact, is the case. For at this point in our session, it is time to unpack our man box.

“Why?” some men have asked.  Each query is addressed similarly.  I usually squat (everyone is encouraged to wear comfortable pants), put my hands together in a pacific manner and re-direct the question.  “Why?” I will ask the interrogator. “No, I mean, I just asked you why,” he will usually respond.  This often goes back and forth for quite some time and gives me the opportunity to wipe down the discharge chute of a hot-air popcorn maker that I intend to offer for sale later in the session.

“You still haven’t answered the question about the man box,” the men will sometimes ask.  At that point, I turn my back on the men slowly and then turn to face them again.  They see now that I have cried in the interim.  I point to the man box.  “It’s not my answer, it’s your question,” I say quietly.  This generally leads to a long period of reflection.

Make the 25-week commitment now.

OPINION: I Want to Ask You a Question…

August 14, 2014 1 comment
"The Best"

“The Best”

I want to ask you a serious question. What, exactly, do you like in a mattress? You like cloud-like comfort or super-firm support? You like allergy-free foam rubber or costly horsehair? You need a king-size– so you can get everybody in there? Or you want an extra-long mattress so you can stretch out?

What kind of pillows you want with that? Zippered antique satin? Something you can toss on the mattress made of antique rayon? Zippered to come off for easy washing? Comes in red, white, blue, gold, brown, tangerine, banana, and olive? Or you want to pamper yourself with a chair-style bedrest? Bouquet-print cotton covers? Fluffy? Resilient? Is that more your speed?

How about a 6-way pillow AND a contour bedrest? Something in pink? Gold? Desert colors? Something comfortable to match the carpet? Yeah?

What? You trying to add an aura of quaintness to any room? You want some dotted curtains ideal for problem windows? Something cloth-woven with easy-care glass fibers that dry in a wink and never need ironing? Come in white or pastels of gold, pink, pizza or aqua? Yeah? Is that what you want?

What’s that?  Oh yeah?  You’re looking to just redo everything, huh?  An automatic washer that removes lint fuzz with a filter-flo system?  You want the detergent to dissolve and evenly disperse throughout the load?  What?  You want a 12-pound capacity?  You want two different wash temperatures?  One rinse temperature? Yeah?  Oh yeah?

What’s that again?  You want a 12-inch tall blinking cat lamp?  The kind where the lights come through the cat’s eyes?  Yeah?  You want what options?  Ivory, charcoal or beige?  With highlights of brown?  And you want extra lightbulbs that come in different colors?  White?  Yellow?  Blue?  You want them in boxes of five?  You want some of the boxes to have one color but others to have multi-colors?  Really?  Yeah?

Well, OK then.  Sounds like you better…   What?   That’s right, you better come see THE BEST.

 

The opinions of “The Best” are not necessarily those of The Lankville Daily News or its subsidiaries.  

Museum Heist Nets Treasured Masterpiece

August 12, 2014 2 comments
By Linwood Probert

By Linwood Probert

LANKVILLE ACTION NEWS YES!

In news unfolding early this morning, Lankville police have announced that a daring overnight museum heist has netted thieves the nation’s most valuable painting. Law enforcement officials are currently viewing surveillance footage from the Lankville Museum of Art but have no leads.

The painting, “In the Shadow of the Crucifixion” by modernist master Linda Ten Boom (1919-1962), depicts a kitten and a basketball.  It has been viewed by countless Lankvillians and is valued at over $100 million.

Detail from Ten Boom's "In the Shadow of the Crucifixion".

Detail from Ten Boom’s “In the Shadow of the Crucifixion”.

“It’s a dark day for art lovers,” noted Detective Gee-Temple, who was the first to respond to the scene.  “We believe that this heinous crime was carried out by some daring thieves as security is present everywhere in and around the museum,” added Gee-Temple, who asked that anyone with any information should contact him today between 12:30-2PM.

Art critic and historian BoVon Hayes, interviewed this morning while eating some bagels in a parking lot, was stunned by the theft.

“Ten Boom was a Lankville master and Crucifixion is her dies irae.  A visual expression of her deep feelings about Lankville society in that time period.  It is instantly recognizable.”

Police stated that no witnesses have stepped forward.

“We are hoping for something on the tapes,” added Gee-Temple, who seemed visibly shaken. “Unfortunately, many of the cameras were not positioned properly– were turned towards bathrooms or pointless alcoves or corners, away from any action that might have occurred on the floor.  We’ll hope for some fingerprint, some fiber, something.”

An update is expected later this afternoon.

Pervert Cure Sought in New Bill

August 6, 2014 1 comment
By Lloyd Byas-Kirk Political Analyst

By Lloyd Byas-Kirk, Political Analyst

LANKVILLE ACTION NEWS, YES!

Legislation designed to provide psychiatric treatment for perverts, who have been increasingly active in Lankville recently, has been prepared by the National Metropolitan Crime Thwarting League and will be presented to President Pondicherry upon his return from vacation.

Detective Gee-Temple, who is spearheading the measure, announced yesterday that the bill will be presented next month.

“We’ve seen a huge spike in perverts,” noted the intrepid lawman. “Our bill covers anything from window peeping to sex with fat people and we hope it will go a long way in putting these perverts back on the right road.”

W.W. Epperson is just one of 82.572 Lankvillians arrested as perverts this year.

W.W. Epperson is just one of 82,572 Lankvillians arrested as perverts this year.

Gee-Temple admitted that previous efforts to rehabilitate perverts have failed. “We have found that a lot of our methods don’t address the psychopathology of the illness,” stated the dauntless sleuth. “Jail terms have been proven not to work, hard labor, ditch-digging, drop-offs, beheadings– all these methods do not get to the root of the problem.”

The bill defines a pervert as “[someone] who is emotionally unstable, whose decisions [are] witless and doltish in regards to sexuality.” It provides that the pervert be placed in a separate ward of one of Lankville’s state institutions– either the Foontz-Flonnaise Home of Abundant Senselessness or the Plush View Hills Hospital– and be provided necessary medical treatment.

Gee-Temple noted that in just the last few days alone, his department has been plagued by the problem of male perverts annoying theatre patrons and grocery store shoppers. “There’s been a real problem with perverts in the produce department. The fruits,” noted the unflinching shamus, who shook his head sadly at the state of affairs. “In particular, a problem with perverts holding up grapes. Round fruits. Things like that. And then speaking to customers in a lewd way. This is the sort of thing that needs to stop right now.”

Caused by Mental Defect

Dr. Lors Thon of Plush View Hills believes the pervert is suffering from a mental defect. “It requires prolonged treatment if anything at all is to be accomplished,” said the psychiatrist, who had an impressive collection of heavy tomes on his desk. “It’s a mental defect and these patients need to be segregated from other mental retardatives in order to prevent a general pollution of the hospital populace.”

A bell suddenly began ringing and Dr. Thon suddenly ran out of his office. The sounds of a riot could be heard distantly.

Pervert Statistics

Gee-Temple shared the staggering statistics. “In 2014 alone, we have made 82,572 arrests for sex perversion as compared to just 321 last year,” said the plucky dick. “A real spike. Now, most of these cases have been treated as disorderly conduct cases because the pervert was not caught in the act but rather a witness, say, a department store employee, called us because someone was doing something with a thermos. But, in many of these cases, we have caught the pervert red-handed.”

“The numbers have really gone up,” the fearless flatfoot noted after several moments of strange silence.

Horoscopes by Sheeba Incaviglia

August 5, 2014 Leave a comment
Sheeba Incaviglia

Sheeba Incaviglia

Horoscopes

LEO- (July 23/Aug 23)- Put on a happy face this week– you’ll meet a few new friends and maybe even a mysterious handsome visitor from out of town.  Change your outfits often– put on a large, unwieldy hat and then spin it off your head unexpectedly in social situations.  Be sure not to use your hands.

VIRGO- (Aug 24/Sept 22)- This is definitely not the day to go up against your boss.  If she’s wearing a pants-suit, it’s a double whammy.  It’s too easy to become possessed by an idea to the extent of being ruthless.  Be discreet if you decide to tamper with her car.

LIBIS- (Sept 23/Oct 23)- Your appreciation of beauty is wonderful this week.  Try to surround yourself with as much beauty as possible.  Yell, “I’m surrounding myself with beauty!” with as much zest as possible so that people in nearby shopping areas can hear and maybe be inspired.

SCORPIONS- (Oct 24/Nov 21)- Reaching high up on shelves this week is a bad idea.  It’s just as easy to knock over ten big bottles of soda as it is one.  They’ll explode when they hit the ground and a manager will have to be called.  Step back and try not to get involved.

SAGITTARIAN YES!- (Nov 22/Dec 21)- You might be so obsessed with an idea this week that it will put people off.  It could alienate someone close to you and it may be just enough to put that person (if he is a Libis, Virgo, or Tautus) right over the edge.  There would be no coming back then.

CANDY CORNS- (Dec 22/Jan 19)- If you need to borrow something from someone, this is the week to do it.  In fact, you can benefit greatly from all sorts of things that other people own. Watch people as they leave their homes.  A forgotten locked window could lead to opportunities!

AQUARIUMS- (Jan 20/Feb 18)- You’ll spot an ordinary personal ad in the paper that says “Welcome Back Shirley”.  Where do you think Shirley was?  Why do you think she returned?  Will she leave again?  It will all become clear.  Also, treat yourself.  Rent a limousine and have the guy drive you out to the airport and back.

PISCES- (Feb 19/Mar 20)- This week is the best time to completely bulldoze others into doing what you want them to do.  Your lover may not enjoy taking orders from you but you’ll eventually make him take it and like it.  Still, be sure to smile.

ARIES- (Mar 21/Apr 20)- You were bored by that really short dessert chef.  You never gave any thought to where you were going together.  This week will be different.  Things will suddenly open up, piles of money will suddenly roll in and fantasy will become reality (on top of the piles of money).

TAUTUS- (Apr 21/May 21)- That support undergarment you bought gets blown to hell and you will feel depressed and fat all week.  You’ll drift off into boring dreams of little blonde men walking around in poorly-decorated rooms.  Don’t answer phone calls.  Order some carry-out and split the meal over the course of two or three dark days.

GEMINUS- (May 22/Jun 21)- There’s a fanciful frenzy this week that threatens to lure you into madness.  Avoid this cautiously.  Watch out at work– a female colleague will get flustered easily over a minor problem and begin crying and cussing.  Just stay away.  Keep your inner soul intact.

CANCERS- (Jun 22/July 22)- It’s best for you to plan ahead and always know exactly what you’re doing every second of the day.  There will be love this week but it will slow and with some guy you don’t even really like that much.  End it quickly so that you can get back to the planning.

Council Delays Street Closing, Dumping Request; Calls Meeting

August 5, 2014 Leave a comment
By Bernie Keebler Senior Staff Writer

By Bernie Keebler
Senior Staff Writer

LANKVILLE ACTION NEWS: YES!

 

A special meeting of the Lankville Heights City Council will be held today at 1:30 p.m. to consider a local pizza restaurant’s request to close segments of three streets.

Pizza Star, owned by longtime resident Randy Simmons (white), has also requested permission to dump pizzas into the city sewer system.

Pizza Star: Waiting

Pizza Star: In Limbo

“We have about 200, maybe 300 pizzas that are just sitting around, not doing anybody any good,” noted Simmons. “So, we just want to close the roads for a little while and shove them down into the sewers. It’s just a small thing really that’s turned into a big, bureaucratic mess.”

Simmons’ request had initially been upheld by the Council’s Traffic and Safety Commission but was then overturned by the City Council. Simmons immediately appealed.

“I mean, I’ve been shoving pizzas into the sewer system for years,” noted the embattled restaurateur, who has operated Pizza Star since 1981. “I don’t see what the problem is. I’ve shoved everything in there– flat sodas, old chairs, worn-out delivery bags. It’s my right as a taxpayer.”

Councilman Murray Bannerman noted that today’s meeting is just normal procedure.

“We’ve had some situations in the past where residents were unable to use the water in their homes or in their outside hose arrangements,” noted Bannerman, who was interviewed while examining condiment options at a local fast food establishment. “In many of these cases, it has been pizzas that have been blocking access to the water. We’re not saying that [Mr. Simmons] won’t be able to dump the pizzas, we just need to make sure that the last dumping of pizzas has been cleared.”

Simmons stated that his faith in local government has been shaken.

“I’ve seen people break open the tops of sewers and push old cars right down in there,” he noted. “You can’t tell me that 400 to 500, maybe 700 pizzas are gonna’ make any difference.”

Lankville Girls to Visit Pyramids

July 30, 2014 1 comment
Kimball J. Cranney

Kimball J. Cranney

LANKVILLE ACTION NEWS YES! LOCAL

Some Lankville girls gathered in front of a tree today and announced their intention to visit the pyramids. The visit will take place in late August.

“The Lankville pyramids are renowned for their great mystical beauty,” said South County High School junior Pat Tabler, who is spearheading the trip. “We have spent a lot of time as a collective, meditating beneath an open metal-poled tetrahedron and now we want to take it to the next level and see what the pyramids have to offer,” Tabler added.

South County High School executives, however, are not thrilled by the idea.

PYRAMID GIRLS- On their knees, Belle Zuvella, Claudette Washington.  Standing-

PYRAMID GIRLS- Crouching: Belle Zuvella, Claudette Washington. Standing: Pat Tabler, Michelle Easler, Gail Iorg, Pat Borders

“Access to the pyramids is via a long desert road and there are only a couple of motels along the way,” said South County principal Flinders Yett, who was interviewed in his office. “Plus, they claim that they’d like to have a big slide show come the first of the school year and right now, frankly, this institution does not have any slide projectors. They got danced on accidentally. It was dark and it was completely by accident. What I’m suggesting though is that these girls–they’re going to make us look like a bunch of rummies.”

Yett knocked over a box of pencils in disgust.

“I’m excited,” said junior Claudette Washington, who was sporting a lovely thin summer sweater and tight denim pull-on’s.  “My boyfriend was recently killed in a challenge and some of my other boyfriends have been killed in challenges too and then there’s just some guys that I’ve been having a good time with.  Just hanging out in fields around a fire and having a good time. Little bit of roller skating, some hanging out under highway overpasses, little bit of just talking about pyramids, you know, man?”

“Right now, we’re going around to local businesses trying to drum up sponsors,” added Tabler, who intervened. “We believe the trip can have tremendous benefit for South County, for all of Lankville, really.”

Interested local concerns are encouraged to contact Miss Tabler at South County 5-2331. Businesses that have already contributed include Buntz Mallows, Hadbawnik Brush Piles, Chambers Company Hand Drills and several “Flying D’s” Service Stations.

You’ve Been Thinking About that Presentation Oar, Haven’t You?

July 25, 2014 1 comment
By Floyd Tingley

By Floyd Tingley

You’ve been thinking about that presentation oar, haven’t you? A lot of people are like you. They read my article a few months ago and they said, “Hurrmpff! What do I want with one of them?” And then you thought about how good it would look in your basement, den, or boat. Am I right?

Well, fortunately, at Tingley Presentation Oars, we don’t hold no grudges. You want a presentation oar, you came to the right place. Right now, we’re even having a small sale. $195 a presentation oar. Now, before you go writing me and saying, “Hey Floyd– that’s the price you said last time”, let’s make something clear. The price went up. Went up to $215 but right now, just because I know you’ve been thinking about it, I’m going to lower it back to $195 just for you.

Comes with a little gold plaque. I’ll put anything you want on there. Put your name, someone else’s name, the name of your craft, whatever you want. Just no nonsense. No humor. I don’t stand for any of that.

You can write me: Tingley Little Presentation Oars, 55 Knobs, South Lankville, 2-111. Serious inquiries only. Be sure to inquire soon– there’s gonna be a long waiting list at these prices.

 

The opinions of Mr. Tingley are not necessarily the opinions of The Lankville Daily News and its subsidiaries.

Lankville Merchants Claim Shoplifting Epidemic; Pondicherry Probes

July 25, 2014 Leave a comment
By Bernie Keebler Senior Staff Writer

By Bernie Keebler
Senior Staff Writer

LANKVILLE ACTION NEWS, YES!

 

Merchants across Lankville are in agreement that a shoplifting epidemic is gripping the nation.

“Everyone in the strip mall is getting hit hard,” noted Dot Peg, owner of the Eastern Lankville Craft Barn. “Our inventory for last month is unable to account for 698 items, 12 fixtures and an entire shelving unit. We can only put the blame on shoplifters at this point.”

Surprisingly, police records in the capital and surrounding towns show only one arrest on the books for the month of June, despite general agreement among merchants that losses were heaviest during that period.

“It’s not on our radar,” noted Detective Gee-Temple from his spacious offices at the Lankville City Courthouse. “We haven’t had any calls or, at least, we haven’t answered any. But it’s something we might be able to look into.”

Dot Peg, owner of The Craft Barn.

Dot Peg, owner of The Craft Barn.

A group of merchants have taken the complaint straight to President Pondicherry, who promised a probe just before leaving for his summer vacation.

In a short speech from a battered lectern on someone’s lawn, Pondicherry stated, “we will probe this. If the initial probe fails to reveal anything, the probe will be extended.”

Still, detectives feel that there are very few professional thieves in Lankville.

“It’s tempting, I’m sure,” noted Gee-Temple, who reached to close some blinds which, unfortunately, fell to the floor in a clatter of twisted ersatz wood. “It looks like it would be easy and it actually is easy,” added Gee-Temple, after he pushed the collapsed blinds beneath a nearby bookshelf. “It’s very easy to steal from most stores,” Gee-Temple reiterated.

In the meantime, many merchants plan to add special techniques to catch shoplifters and initiate special training among their employees to stop the rogues.

“It’s shoot to kill at The Craft Barn now,” noted Peg. “The nonsense ends today.”

Vitiello Introduces Decorative Slow-Roasted Pig

March 12, 2014 Leave a comment
By Lance Pepsid, Special Fashion Correspondent

By Lance Pepsid, Special Fashion Correspondent

Vitiello Decorative Hams, Inc. announced today that they will begin selling decorative slow-roasted pigs in time for Summer, 2014.

“We have accomplished everything we hoped to accomplish with the Decorative Ham and it is now time to move on to the decorative slow-roasted pig,” noted founder and CEO Chris Vitiello, who gave a short press conference clad in flowing white robes with two braided whips wound around each shoulder. “You may transmit this information to your whorish readers in whatever manner you see fit.”

Vitiello Decorative Slow-Roasted Pig (prototype)

Vitiello Decorative Slow-Roasted Pig (prototype)

Later, Vitiello sat down with Lankville Daily News fashion correspondent Lance Pepsid.

CV: It is one of the great wonders of our day, Mr. Pepsid, that you continue to be dispatched to cover stories for which you are shamelessly ill-suited.
LP: Tell us about the decorative slow-roasted pigs– will they be available for the BBQ season?
CV: When is the BBQ season exactly, Mr. Pepsid. Can you mark that on any earthly calendar?
LP: Well, how they can be utilized in the backyard…
CV: Let’s make something clear, Mr. Pepsid. Use of a Vitiello Decorative Slow-Roasted Pig in an outdoor setting requires further permits that be very difficult to acquire. A Vitiello Decorative Slow-Roasted Pig is ideally suited for the living room. That is the room for which it was designed.
LP: It seems like it would be nice for outdoors…
CV: Are you questioning the intent of the designer, Mr. Pepsid?
LP: Let’s move on. How much do they cost?
CV: Cost should never be a consideration when purchasing an item from Vitiello Decorative Hams.  People with such concerns should frequent those shuddersome dollar stores that continue to be a blight on our landscape and which profess to sell oriental rugs for $20 (Lankville).
LP: I’m sure people would like an estimate.
CV: Move your chair towards the wall Mr. Pepsid.

Pepsid was whipped mercilessly.

Flying Saucers Today! ABDUCTION, 2014

March 12, 2014 2 comments
Graahaam Fosdick

By Graahaam Fosdick

Five minutes ago, I said goodnight to Terry, the office girl (and occasional lover), who all day saucershas been busy answering angry, threatening letters from folks who have ordered the Graahaam Fosdick Book, “FROM OUTER SPACE TO YOUR YARD”, and are wondering when they will receive it. They won’t receive it, of course, since we’ve been advertising a book that I have no intention of ever writing but by that time I will have switched offices. Anyway, my point really is that today Terry received a rather unusual letter. It was from a man who called himself “AN AGGRIEVED SAUCERER” and bore a postmark from the Southern Lankville Plains.

“Dear Mr. Fosdicks [sic],” the letter began. “They’ve found the two women. They were in a deep creek just the other side of the Vitiello Decorative Ham factory. The police are saying that the women were driving their late model Tippett and that it skidded off the road and into the river. However, it was not a Tippett that the women were driving, Mr. Fosdicks. It was a saucer.”

I dropped the letter. Terry bent to pick it up and her round behind bumped into my groin and some funny business ensued. But after that, we examined the letter again.

“These women are not the only ones,” I commented, as I retrieved my pants which had somehow ended up on top of the window dressing. “After all, there HAD been the case of Olive Kernels, who I spent a great deal of time tracking down. Ms. Kernels, in December of 1889, went out to the well for a bucket of water and never returned. It was clearly a case of a saucer abduction.”

Terry made some notes.

“I think we should go over to the river,” I decided. “I am concerned about the Case of the Two Women.” I asked Terry to take note of that title.

We made it over in record time. I was disappointed to see that the wreckage had been cleared away.

A guard was standing along the banks languidly. He tried to stop us.

“I’m Graahaam Fosdick,” I stated forcefully. “Editor of Flying Saucers Today!. Where are the bodies?”

“Down at the morgue,” he said. “But you can’t…”

I knocked him flat on his ass. This was too important a case. I’d pay for it later, I knew– I had some friends on the Police Auxiliary, after all.

I told Terry to drive and made some notes on some scrap paper. I pretended to be so engrossed by my work that I failed to notice a pen falling out of my shirt and landing in my lap. Terry, ever efficient, went to remove it. Some funny business started again then and we ended up getting a hotel for the rest of the night.

But the next morning, I showed up at the morgue. O’Talbot was there and he let me see the bodies.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking Fosdicks [sic],” he said. “Look at the damage to their skulls for Chrissakes. Look at the hunks of broken windshield sticking out of their foreheads. Look at the mark left by the steering wheel on the driver. This wasn’t any kind of abduction– it’s plain to any idiot that it was a run-of-the-mill, everyday car accident.”

“What’s Pondicherry saying?” I asked. I stared him down.

“Pondicherry? What the hell does he care?”

“Exactly.” He started to speak but then he thought better of it and shut the hell up.

Terry was waiting for me in the parking lot. “I called his bluff,” I told her. “They’ve not been successful in silencing all witnesses and sources of information. So much of this is of a startling nature. But I’m ready to call it. It’s an abduction. First one of 2014.”

Terry nodded. Man, I was ready to get all over that again.

It’d have to wait.

The world had to know first.

August Memories of Youth by “Inner Hammer”

March 12, 2014 Leave a comment
One of the few known photographs of "Inner Hammer".

One of the few known photographs of “Inner Hammer”.

Ric Royer’s latest “Experience” is a chunk of horseshit. He never spent any time in such environs, never had mountain beacons, never witnessed an apocalypse. But he did remind me of one thing– the Cucumbrix 2000.

Ah, I recall coming home from school and heading straight into my parent’s darkened living room, adorned in thick oranges and browns. We had a gigantic wood-enclosed television and the Cucumbrix rested in a drawer that emerged from beneath. I would slap in one of the many great cartridges– there was Turtles!, yes but I always preferred Hunting in the Wooded Area (which came with a light-sensing rifle) or Racing Hardtops or the robust swords and sorcery game Castle Hesitation.

I would play for hours. Eventually, someone would come home– I could hear footsteps in the hallway– but they would always pass by the living room and head towards the bedrooms in the back and the next thing I knew, I’d hear heavy suction noises followed by the loud beeping of an empty IV. And I’d just turn up the video orchestra that was the sound of the Cucumbrix 2000.

A white and a brown person play the Cucumbrix 2000.  The creator of the system shot himself in the face.

A white and a brown person play the Cucumbrix 2000. The creator of the system shot himself in the face.

I was never fed as a child. But it didn’t matter because the Cucumbrix was my sustenance. I had nearly all of the company’s offerings and I cannot describe the sincere heartache I felt when I went by myself to the store to find the display case gone.

“The owner shot himself in the face,” the teenage clerk told me, point-blank. I believe that may have been my first brush with mortality. “You were the only one that ever bought these things,” he added.

I stood beneath his raised platform, near to tears.

“Asshole,” he said quietly, without heat.

Two days later some men in blue jackets came to take my Cucumbrix. It was law, they said, all systems had to be removed and they were going house to house to insure that their job was done thoroughly.

I sat on the thick orange carpet, staring at the empty drawer for days.

Eldritch Canisters Have Been Haunting Royer

February 13, 2014 1 comment
By Joel Tweez

By Joel Tweez            Resort Correspondent

A series of eldritch canisters have been haunting business magnate and Lankville Daily News correspondent Ric Royer for many months now, the executive is confirming.

“The canisters appear at twilight, often in the garden,” said Royer during a morning interview on some boats. “Then, when I finally give in to repose about midnight, the canisters begin their infernal rolling, back and forth down my driveway. It goes on all night. And with this noise, comes an ungodly howl.”

Royer has alerted authorities but to no avail.

Typical canisters.  These canisters are not haunted but are merely known for illustrative purposes.

Typical canisters. These canisters are not haunted but are merely shown for illustrative purposes.

“Some cops came but they just ended up ogling my East-Island neighbor. Admittedly, she has fine tits for an East Islander.”

Royer even hired a security guard to man the driveway of his resort home in hopes of preventing the canisters from gaining access to the yard. The guard was found the next morning with a frozen look of terror on his expired face.

“I may have to abandon the mansion temporarily and move back to the mall,” admitted the eccentric tycoon.

Yeah, I’ll Make a Little Presentation Oar for You

February 12, 2014 Leave a comment
By Floyd Tingley

By Floyd Tingley

Yeah, sure– you need a little presentation oar? I’m your man. I’ve been making little presentation oars for 25 years. Started out making ’em out of discarded table legs. Man, I used to have a whole basement full of discarded table legs– don’t ask me how. Seriously, don’t ask me how because I WILL NOT answer you.

Anyways, you can pick from a couple different styles. When I’m done, I’ll even put a little plaque on there. It’ll say, for example, “TO MILT, FROM FLOYD”. That’s just an example– man, I’ll put anything you want on there as long as you’re not making a mockery of things. I don’t have patience for that.

People, say, what am I gonna’ do with this little presentation oar once I receive it? Well, they’re perfect for your den, office, yacht club or basements. Creates that nautical look.  The freedom of the open sea.  Now, they’re presentation only– we need to understand that right away. You can’t actually use this oar. You won’t get anywhere if you try to use this oar, I’m telling you that right now.  I got a little warning sticker on the side letting people know that they’ll die if they try to take a craft out with just this oar.  No doubt in my mind.

I gave one to my son last Easter. He’s a professor out at the University. He’s got a whole den full of books. I said– “why don’t you just throw away some of the books on that shelf and then you can put the oar there for display purposes?” I told him I’d help him throw them away. I don’t think he ever did do it though– I saw the oar on a small hill in his backyard last time I was there. Who knows what these kids think these days?  Sure don’t seem to have a sense about creating that nautical look– that freedom of the open sea.  You won’t get me in some classroom, I’ll tell you that.  You can’t learn to make little presentation oars in a classroom, that’s for sure.

You can write me:  Tingley Little Presentation Oars, 55 Knobs, South Lankville, 2-111.   Serious inquiries only.  I really don’t have time to mess around with someone who’s only half-hearted about little presentation oars.  Besides, little presentation oars sell themselves.  You don’t want on the list, fine, free up your spot in line.

They’re $195.

 

The opinions of Mr. Tingley are not necessarily the opinions of The Lankville Daily News and its subsidiaries.