The True Story of Roonmut Cobbfoodle and Pilrick Nacklewocket the Gnomes

Long, long ago in a faraway land. (actually it was last Thursday and it was in the land of Gornpopple.) there lived a gnome named Roonmut Cobbfoodle.

Roonmut was a gnome. He was smallish as gnomes go. He was only three stinkleberries high which made him about 2 stinkleberries short of gnormal.

His best friend was Pilrick Nacklewocket.

One day Pilrick and Roonmut decided to play a trick on Old Man Trixlepocket.

They hurried down the mountain to his little sod house. They peeked in the window but he wasn’t there.

Roonmut and Pilrick quietly creeped around the side of the sod hut and found Old Man Trixlepocket busy in his garden.

The gnomes snuck up behind him and just as he bent down to pick some vegaboobers they jumped out and hollered “Whooookeeeeeeeee!!!”

Old Man Trixlepocket was so gob-smacked that he grabbed the tricksters and tossed them in the air.

Boom, Crackle, Smash, Kaboom…….. the gnomes went crashing through the old gnomes roof.

Sod flew everywhere, dishes shattered, the old man’s cat flew up a tree (Just look up as you walk down Twigglehobbit Lane and you’ll see her perched there still!) and worst of all his bottle of Gnomeweiser spilled over onto this months issue of “Big & Pointy” (it’s about hats so get your mind outta the gutter!).

Which just goes to show ………….

People who live in grass houses shouldn’t throw gnomes.

You will receive a PDF with lots of pictures to help you make your gnomes.