Like a teenage girl at a slumber party, this rumor-loving gnome just can’t be brought down. Glancing coyly over his right shoulder, Corcoran Candypants giddily anticipates the next juicy morsel of adolescent gnome gossip. Will Shylah Lovely Lashes finally agree to go steady with Artie Twinkle Toes? Or will Briac Blemish Bottom overcome his dermatological demons in time to win her heart???
…As Corcoran contemplates the future of these budding bitty romances, the smells of Thickburgers and Ultimate Bacon Platters swirl around his lofty love nest. But no Fish Supreme will ever find its way into this gnome’s delicately designed diet.
“A lot of things I admire ‘bout human folk,” Corcoran explains, his Irish brogue softening his rebuke, “but the burgeoning bellies, I cannot abide. I much prefer me greens and grains!"
With a characteristic wink, he adds, "And the lady gnomes ain't complained yet!"
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