Then the babysitter began to read a book. Presumably some sort of manual of gnome evasion.


Her knight in shining armor returned home from work and cleared a path through the gnomes the only way he knew how: brute force!


By the time Duke fought his way to Meatbaby the babysitter was gone. Dead or whisked away through means unknown, it didn't matter to Duke. It was somebody's birthday!


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