And little Sarah Palins from Gnome, Alaska!
You have to set up some of them like a crime scene, complete with tape, then put up a little sign saying
“Gnomicide: Life on the streets”
Oh give me a Gnome
Where the squirrels do roam
And the snails and slugs gaily play
Where oft you may see
A jack booted Gnazi
All of which make chowders day, grey
Why do Gnomes rate special Gnomenclature?
<crosses Szlater off the list of fun people at parties> 
I still say re-enactment tableaus would be great!
Nice lyrics,** chowder**, but don’t quit your day job.
Well if you have to ask it’s fairly obvious you’re gnot well up in the world of Gnomology.
Hey, my lyrics aint bad but I’ll admit I’m no John Lennon. What is this job of which you speak?
I’m a retired idle bugger:p
I had you down as more of a Rolling Gnome than a Beatle.
Is this thread still on? **Chowder/B], you need to get a 1000 fps pellet gun and start capping those those mothers. I know guns are illegal in your country, but dude, don’t take no crap off no white bearded shovel bearers.
Well I never wanted to come to your party anyway, I’m having my own party, and you’re not invited! And there will be cakes and crisps and everything and everyone will come to my party and you’ll be at your party on your own, and you’ll probably cry! 
Just click your heels together and repeat,
“There’s no place like Gnome.
There’s no place like Gnome.”
Regards,
Shodan
As if.
You so wish you were having a party that people’d want to come to. Real revelers have chips at their parties, and kegs. What is this nonsense about cake? Cake makes ya puke, dude. Stick with salty snacks and beer. <burps> Yeah! Once we get trashed enough (“pissed” in your language), we’ll take on those Gnomes and shove ‘em headfirst down their lil Gnomeholes. We take no prisoners! Get the pitchforks and the bucket o’ tar! We’re goin’ Gnome hunting tonight! <fiendish, drunken laugh>
Chowder–I knew you were retired (is that what it’s called in UK?). Don’t come out of retirement to become a lyricist. In effect, don’t quit your day job: you have to monitor those buggers until we can take 'em out! <hic>
You’re mean and I don’t like you and I hope the Gnomes jump up and bite your nose!
What?
No way am I going to jail for Gnomicide
:eek: Let’s just nuke him from orbit before this scheme has any chance of coming to fruition, shall we?
Damned Limeys–can’t take a joke and cry when ya kick 'em. Yo, Lil Lord Fauntleroy–your mumsy calling ya home! *
I prefer stealth, GPS guided bombing as a way to annihilate Gnomes.
- I never realized I could do trashy thug so well. Hmmm…
Hahaha…I just sold the Gnomes a GX-11K hardened anti-air installation with the PiXiE upgrade and a full complement of Fae-117 Helicopter Gnomeships. So now they have second-strike capabilities, fire on them and there’ll be nothing left of chowder but a smoking zimmerframe! Gno more Mr Gnice Gnome!
Just be glad there are no Smurf or Nac Mac Feegle infestations in the area…
Hey, there’s an idea, set up an epic battle between Gnomekind, Smurfkind and Nac Mac Feegle…
How ignomble of you. Dontcha be hating on Chowder’s zimmerframe. Bitch comes in here and get all up our faces 'bout illegal shit and then starts arming the vermin with deadly shit. Dayum.
This calls for big guns. I am outfitting Chowder with a flame thrower and Harry Potter’s wand (god, that sounds dirty). Anyhoo, he’ll make short work of those ignomamuses…
I said the stuff we’re talking about here was funny. I should have added a disclaimer that I’m not encouraging or promoting criminal activity (even though it’s really funny).
And as for the little Nazi armbands, that’s not damage. They can just be pulled off (after which Chowder would just find a different kind of armband, of course).
Bite your tongue.
By the way, do you know what you get when a Smurf pees on your lawn?
Bluegrass
Err…I may have miscalculated. :eek:
No…no… please… I’m a friend of the Gnome people!
Gnnnoooooooooooo!
AIEEEEEEEE!
Gnomebody knows the trouble I’ve seen,
Gnomebody knows, but Cheez-Its.