Some idiot stole our gnome again. Why us? Why the people who actually appreciate gnomes for what they are? We worship our gnomes. We believe in our gnomes. We (try to) protect our gnomes. And what do we get in return? No gnome. Nada. Zip. We are on our third gnome of the month already. Three more than last month! My mom told me to get another. Of course I will, mom. I'm not some super-privileged-suburban-soccer mom. Of course I'll get another, mom.
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The Great Gnome Debacle of Phoebe Gibbles and Augustus Garfunkel
RomanceA romance-a gnomance per say,, +++++ Sometimes I write weird stuff when I'm bored-OBVIOUSLY I can't keep masterpieces like this hidden from the world.
