Let's Over-Analyze the Keebler Elves!

Let’s take another look at Roger, shall we?

#1 - Obsessed with Rainbows

#2 - Obsessed with Judy Garland

#3 - In the habit of “Outing” chips.

Hmmmmm. Interesting.

I wouldn’t call a hollow tree safe either. They’re ripe for getting blown over in a windstorm or otherwise. Plus they’d make a good home for a badger, raccoon, possum or other varmint I bet, and I bet they’d just love to have an elf or two for a snack. Not to mention they must have a kick-ass stove in their, sounds like a fire hazard to me.

Well, that’s more than I knew about the Keebler Elves, but it sill leaves questions unanswered. Do they have infravision? How immune are they to sleep and charm?

Well, then there’s Buckets:

Why other elves don’t understand me: They dislike fudge smears on their clothes.

Hmmm…

It probably has something to do with the two missing elves no one talks about: Bang and Thud.

“Snorkeling in the fudge river?!”

—OK, that tears it. That site is definitely written by some very witty and subversive gay men. “Snorkeling in the fudge river” . . .

I suspect I know how they get the “buttery” flavor into the cookies…by “waving” their magic " wands"…:wink:

Great, now we’ve got another damn thread about felching.

Too bad Mr. Upton Sinclair is no longer with us; I’d wager he’d have a thing or three to say about all of this.

(Especially the bit somebody mentioned about the elf getting hit in the head with a cookie and tumbling into the fudge vat… more than vaguely reminiscent of the Durham’s Pure Leaf Lard Incident!)

I have to stop reading this thread. You wouldn’t believe the dreams I had last night.

“Zack! Ernie! Noooooooooooooo!”