[1] You were on the radio this morning.
[2] Did you hear?
[x]Was the
[3] I don't understand why you were on the radio.
[text → bishop]
[1] I'm still bothered by the radio thing.
[1] You were on the radio this morning.
[2] Did you hear?
[x]Was the
[3] I don't understand why you were on the radio.
[1] I'm still bothered by the radio thing.
The next morning, three more gnomes, placed in suggestive positions, are set on the lawn. The reporting cycle continues, and each day the emails get more and more exasperated as there are more and more sexually suggestive gnomes on the lawn. There are children! This violates even more housing association policies (see Allowed Quantities of Lawn Decor page 7, Appropriate Lawn Decor Positions page 9, even Sexually Explicit Lawn Decor rule page 17). Four business days later, there is barely any lawn visible beneath the orgy of garden gnomes on the Haham’s lawn.
However, they are gone on the 5th business day to VOLUNTEER 2’s most sincere relief.
On the 27th of July, a pink flamingo lawn ornament wearing a thong stands sole sentry on the Haham’s lawn. Exasperated, the task of dealing with the issue gets handed off to VOLUNTEER 3.
What are everyone else's reactions? Laugh? Shake your head? Scour the internet for sexually explicit gnome sources? You can reach out to Bishop if you should like, for some reason, your own X-rated sexually explicit garden gnome. Or perhaps, thong-stylin' flamingo.
OOC: Inspiration/credit to this tumblr post.