Foolyman stumbles upon shining pirate gold.

Foolyman and family were at the beach. A sudden gust blew their big red umbrella into the water.

“I’ll get it!” said Foolyman.

He jumped, flipper-gimped wrong-sided feets, scrumpled the blanket. Clammering quick sandward, he toppled crashbutt.

“I’m okay!”

Foolyman upzoomed, flumped and crabbled, plunk into a sandcastle.

“Hey!” shouted Billie.

The umbrella went out to sea.

Foolyman spied something shiny in the castle moat. A glittery-wittery sunbeaming coin. Sparksome gilder-gleaming. Fractual praystash coinage! Unbubbelievable!

Woohoo! Snozzers! Beduz sum fintastical pluck! Empiraticle plounder! Ten bajillion dollhairs!

Foolyman swipped the boy’s spade and plunged fast-fist-diggedy doglike wowcrazy. Sandscoops beflying! Done gonzo be frothy richers! Looksie all ingot I got! Looksie! Looksie! Me foundered lost frabjous treasure!

“But it’s only a penny,” said Billie.