Last night I went to Rachael’s house to help do some manly work while she spiffs up her living room. Once the old carpet was out of the house, and before the new wood flooring was placed down, we decided to recreate what would happen if gnomes came out of the walls and murdered a bunch of people. Because this is what happens when you leave us alone for too long.
All I can picture is the next owners of the property deciding to redo the flooring, rip up the wood and see this.
calm down there Satan