How Does That Make You Feel?
You are driving down the road with your Someone, and he suddenly announces - out of the blue and out of context - that he wants to buy a garden Gnome. You can tell that he is dead serious and you are not to question this purchase.
You drive into the garden shoppe and before you is the pick. He asks you to help choose one.
How does that make you feel?
You drive into the garden shoppe and before you is the pick. He asks you to help choose one.
How does that make you feel?
19 Comments:
I would still be in shock of the seriousness of such a purchase, but I would oblige and pick one out. Preferably the smallest one that can be easily hidden or "stolen". Tee hee. :)
I'd be in deep depression unless I could find one that looked like a gnome-David.
When I think of those garden gnomes, I think of an episode on Will and Grace. Will's parents are in the middle of a divorce and Will retrieves a gnome from a pile of junk they don't want.
If my buddy wants a garden gnome, so be it. I'll help him pick one out. As long as his decor doesn't include one of those racist lawn jockeys I find offensive.
I would feel like saying, "Toto, we're not in Kansas anymore."
I would smile sweetly and let him make the purchase, then have him sectioned and carted off to have electric shock treatment in Salt lake City until he was cured.
Mike,
One should embrace the cultural diversity of gnomes! Their people have fought hard to retain their dignity amongst cheap Disney ornaments and the dreaded plastic pink flamenco. Please be sure to give him a good druidic name.
And by no means, bring one home for me…..
I would feel that my personal style mandates had been flagrantly disregarded. Then I'd announce how swell the master bath will look once the flocked, gold foil wallpaper goes up with the chaser lights around the mirror. Payback--thy name is "bitch."
:: Living with "GO BLUE" flag in kitchen for boyfriend's happiness ::
At first I might be concerned about Someone's... errrr... my partners mental health. But then I know I'd get wrapped up in the whimsy of it all and try and pick the gnome with the most character/strangest looking and fall a little more in love with my partner for the sheer spontanaity and silliness of it all.
Well, I personally have always wanted one of these little guys for the garden, so I would be THRILLED! But after reading the comments, I might need to consider the purchase...I do not want to be hauled to Salt Lake for the shock factor! LOL
Gnomes are good for target practice. Actually, my "someone" is very spoiled so we would probably end up with a gnome or two. sigh
Ummmm, a little weird? If Chris wanted one, I guess we'd get one, too.
Once the laughing stopped I would simply be thanful he wants a Gnome and not one of those St. Francis of the Sissies statues in the background.
Ohh!!! They would look great next to the light-up flamingo!
Now that you have it, do like the commercials!? Take pics of the gnome where ever you go!?
lol
I would laugh and help him!?
No I don't want one, but like Mek, I'd just love him more!?
And in the future, accidents do happen!?
thanks everyone for participating!
We have christened him 'James" and he is the taller one with the purple flowers.
It costs more to ship him than he costs himself.
Goodness knows where he is going - I suggested the front yard but the Home Owners Association Police will arrest us it seems.
On the bottom of the pool was rejected as being cheeky.
I just hope it doesn't come alive at night and do psycho evil things.
It could happen.
I would give in and let him have his gnome...they're kind of scary like a clown or mime in a box.
I'm looking forward to meeting James.
:)
I would look him square in the eye - kiss him right on the lips and tell that this purchase is obviously so special and important to him that he needs to go make it himself - and that I would wait in the car (looking at the real estate listing to see where I could move...) that - or else use my cell to call the neighborhood thug to pay him $100 to smash the sucker as soon as he put it out!
I guess I SHOULD be thankful it was not a gazing ball...
Seeing all those gnomes in one place makes me nervous, for some reason.
I would reserve judgement until I had a chance to check the basement for pods. My beloved has exquisite taste not running to gnomes. However he would be far from surprised if I were taken by the artificial mushroom display -- he knows how I feel about "Matangos." But he can trust me to hold out for a more tasteful version.
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