I rode the bus until the end of the line, and now I am on my search for Gnomey. Somehow this neighborhood looks familiar...but yet...not. I decided to ask some lawn goddesses I have met in my varied travels.
Have you seen my friend, Gnomey?
Have YOU seen my Gnomey?
Not even the magic of Disney could help!
Has no one seen my Gnomey??
SAVE THE GNOME!!
7 comments:
My heart aches for you, Lobby. If you haven't found Gnomey by the time I leave for Disney, I'll be glad to search for him there.
Oh Lobby, you are so cute. I hope you find your friend soon, buddy.
Lobby, I'm so sorry to have to tell you this. Things could get hot--boiling hot, even. But I'm afraid, to find your Gnomey, you're going to have to return to Gena and perhaps pretend to be hers. Let her think she can possess you, yet keep your heart pure. Gain her trust...
And then. When she's thoroughly lulled...
I dare not say more. I know you understand.
Lobby, oh Lobby, what a brave soul you are. I am spreading the word via blog about your your pure soul...may you be successful in your chosen path....
Don't lose hope, Gnomey. Your destiny awaits!
Why don't you come to my house and take a nice hot bath? I promise it'll make you feel better.
In my tummy.
Awww....you look so sad Lobby!
"Save the Gnome, Save the World!"
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