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Post by TPot on Jul 10, 2005 1:11:53 GMT -5
"I'll be right back." I said. "I came back a few seconds later with a bunch of hammers, "These do?"
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jul 10, 2005 1:23:14 GMT -5
I headed towards Jessy's position, kicking gnomes left right and centre. One knocked out a vampire. Good shot.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jul 10, 2005 1:34:53 GMT -5
"Very nice," I murmured, grabbing a fairly large one and sending one gnome soaring.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jul 10, 2005 6:19:00 GMT -5
"Whoa!" I gasped as a gnome went flying over head. "They can fly? Oh crud."
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jul 10, 2005 9:12:27 GMT -5
"See, now, I think they get annoyed if you talk about fishing," I mused.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jul 10, 2005 18:47:52 GMT -5
I poked my head around the corner. "Jessy! Playing gnome golf there i see?"
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jul 11, 2005 0:00:06 GMT -5
"Yup. Muchos fun. I need a croquet mallet though. Or a lacrosse stick."
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jul 11, 2005 0:04:34 GMT -5
I kicked my way through the gnomes to get to her. "Rather interesting situation, huh?"
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jul 11, 2005 0:07:19 GMT -5
"It's not every day your normal or garden gnome turns homicidal on you." I smashed one. "However it is a great stress reliever."
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Post by TPot on Jul 11, 2005 1:53:30 GMT -5
"Um... guys?" I asked. "Should that be happening?" I pointed to a growing garden gnome.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jul 11, 2005 11:26:51 GMT -5
I shook my head quickly. "No."
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Post by TPot on Jul 11, 2005 22:31:55 GMT -5
"Great." I muttered.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jul 11, 2005 23:40:59 GMT -5
"Smashy smashy," I muttered.
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Jul 12, 2005 4:25:43 GMT -5
"What did I do to deserve giant, homicidal gnomes," i muttered. "I hate gnomes in general. giant ones are just pushing it."
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Jul 12, 2005 6:50:38 GMT -5
"What did the world do to deserve gnomes?" I asked, smashing one in a tutu.
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