Posted by GnomeDome on October 09, 1999 at 00:24:13:
*The gnome, after spending 45 minutes trying to get out of his
lederhosen shrunken like a second skin....is whipped and tired.
He doesn't know whether to molt the darn thing off or cut it off.
But, attired now in his gnome bedshirt, pathetically soggy red cap on the rack....lays himself down on his mushroom pillow for a well earned rest. He pulls his milkweed silk stuffed comforter up to his
chin and asks the fireflies to turn out their lights.*
Good night all. See you in the morning.......*yawn*
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