Mayhem and Muddle ...
Once upon a not too long ago, there were a pair of sneaky gnomes named mayhem and muddle. As you may guess from their names; when they were left to complete anything important, it wasn't too long before it turned into a bit of a mucking fess.
The problem was, that through their lies, back stabbing and generally being quite loathsome. They had managed to insert themselves up the backsides of any new leaders who came their way.
So when it came to blame, they always managed to find some poor elf to pin the blame on. So much so, that it would often mean that the elf in question would be sacked and have their bell taken off their hat.
Mayhem and muddle were so wily, that when you heard them speak, it was like an angel farting a perfect chorus. So the leaders could only hear the nice words, not the actual bum based coughs that were really being said.
Having read some of my other tales dear reader, you would expect a happy ever after, but sadly not. So wily are these gnomes that they have become like a cancer in their own land. This is because they are such a rotten pair of buggers.
If you search the interwebby; you can see that they live in a local brains factory. A place where they remove the cerebral matter of young elves and give them new 'better' brains by a process known as eddycation. The problem is rather than helping the elves do it properly, providing the best brain spoons to make sure that all young elves became clever. Mayhem and muddle often hid the spoons and made it difficult for any elf to improve any brains.
At the moment, they are skipping around in glee, having been so clever and devious for quite a long time. Whilst busy making a new home inside the backside of a new leader. One does not know how long this will last, but fingers crossed children, their day may come, but nobody knows who will eventually crap on them from a great height and velocity. Discovering the mucking fess they have created.
The problem was, that through their lies, back stabbing and generally being quite loathsome. They had managed to insert themselves up the backsides of any new leaders who came their way.
So when it came to blame, they always managed to find some poor elf to pin the blame on. So much so, that it would often mean that the elf in question would be sacked and have their bell taken off their hat.
Mayhem and muddle were so wily, that when you heard them speak, it was like an angel farting a perfect chorus. So the leaders could only hear the nice words, not the actual bum based coughs that were really being said.
Having read some of my other tales dear reader, you would expect a happy ever after, but sadly not. So wily are these gnomes that they have become like a cancer in their own land. This is because they are such a rotten pair of buggers.
If you search the interwebby; you can see that they live in a local brains factory. A place where they remove the cerebral matter of young elves and give them new 'better' brains by a process known as eddycation. The problem is rather than helping the elves do it properly, providing the best brain spoons to make sure that all young elves became clever. Mayhem and muddle often hid the spoons and made it difficult for any elf to improve any brains.
At the moment, they are skipping around in glee, having been so clever and devious for quite a long time. Whilst busy making a new home inside the backside of a new leader. One does not know how long this will last, but fingers crossed children, their day may come, but nobody knows who will eventually crap on them from a great height and velocity. Discovering the mucking fess they have created.
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