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Thursday, February 6th, 2003
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8:20 am - GNOME IN DANGER
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Name: Tufty L. Diggerson
Current Location: Last seen, Sunset Blvd., Hollywood, CA
Briefing: Tufty, the victim of several cruel masters, has now meet his most difficult owner. Tufty has clearly been forced into prostitution, which can be seen by the file photo below. Someone, please help poor Tufty. He is selling his body for the profit of aa harsh master.
(file photo)
We need your help saving gnomes like this everyday!
-Barry McG
current mood:  distressed
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| Monday, February 3rd, 2003
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9:20 am - Deplorable....
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How horrible....look at the site below...
Gnome Slavers
How can one bear to live in a world where such things exist. You haven't seen the breeding shacks like I have. It's a goddamn travesty. It's a strike at all gnomanity. If this doesn't make you want to liberate enslaved lawn gnomes from their harsh masters, what will?
current mood:  enraged
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| Sunday, February 2nd, 2003
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8:46 pm - Excitement
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Well, I had my photo shoot earlier. The guy was a real ass, but hey, atleast I have a publicity photo now. The crap that you have to put up with when you're the head of a world organization..sheesh. I settled on the more casual "Barry Smoking" pic, as I think it lends a more personal look, and provokes one to think, "Hey, he smokes? Wow, you mean, gnomes are people too?" which is exactly what this is all about.
You may see activism pictures from me as we go on, and possibly some "Gnome In Danger" profiles as well.
Keep up the good fight.
-Barry McG
current mood:  optimistic
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| Friday, January 31st, 2003
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1:15 pm - Mission Statement...not a memo.
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'Allo. I'm Barry. As you may be able to cleverly discern from my interests and my (soon to come) neat photograph, I am a Garden Gnome. I know what you're probably thinking, and I'm going to address those predispositions and assumptions immediately and truthfully.
#1)You: "Ahh...a Garden Gnome!! A short, jolly ol' chap who decorates lawns and guards people's gardens."
TRUTH: WRONG. I am by no means jovial. I am by no means jolly. I may be small in stature, but what I lack in size, I make for with sheer dedication to the cause (to be elaborated on later.) As a matter of fact I...am disgruntled.
#2) You: "How the hell can a garden gnome type?"
TRUTH: Very fuckin' carefully, smart ass.
#3) You: "Does this have a point?"
TRUTH: More than you may think my monosyllabic caveman friend. This is part of a worldwide organization: Brotherhood Of Garden Gnome Liberation, or BOGGL (like boggle, you tard) for short. There are far too many of my gnomish bretheren in captivity of slave-driving masters. My people will be liberated, and be given their equal share of the pie. I have a dream...that one day...all garden gnomes will be able to enjoy the freedom that I have found. I will not stop until all gnomes have put down their trowels, shovels, and pickaxes and no longer must do the menial tasks of their overlords. This...is the cause.
More about me and the cause later. I have liberating to do.
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