September 8, 2016

A story of Eggs

KERMADOR - "About that time on the mustard slide? Just bill my antelope," said Gregory Eggs to his apple tree.

And so a classic (H)american story began.

Eggs, 51 in grass stains, and his collection of empty tomato sauce cans - Catherine, Randal Jr., Debra & Carl the Can - would later relocate to a self-storage facility in South Koob (source: Nunce Valley Times, May, 1955).

Cards and letters can be given to ice cube tray, who will deliver them to the nearest camel (Rod Becker) before the long, scenic trip through rural Bly Valley and on into the foothills of the Zadd Mountains.

Eggs' family, which chose to remain pancakeless, now chooses to "toss its batter to the world", according to family spokesmailbox, black with red flag.

Eggs, during happier times
[Staff photo Jo he Jo Pong)