A buddy was telling me this story:
There were some friends of his that got real fucked up one night on a little bit of everything (beer, pot, shrooms, etc.) They were driving back to their house from a friends house and they were tripping their balls off. The guy in the passenger seat started yelling "gnome, gnome, stop, its a gnome" the driver stops and the guy runs out in this front yard and picks up this supposed gnome statue. They get home and put it in the closet and pass out. Later that morning they wake up to a baby crying. They open the closet and needless to say it wasnt a gnome, it was a little black baby. What did they do; they drove back over to the house, put the baby on the front steps, rang the door bell , and took off.
pretty damned hillarious
There were some friends of his that got real fucked up one night on a little bit of everything (beer, pot, shrooms, etc.) They were driving back to their house from a friends house and they were tripping their balls off. The guy in the passenger seat started yelling "gnome, gnome, stop, its a gnome" the driver stops and the guy runs out in this front yard and picks up this supposed gnome statue. They get home and put it in the closet and pass out. Later that morning they wake up to a baby crying. They open the closet and needless to say it wasnt a gnome, it was a little black baby. What did they do; they drove back over to the house, put the baby on the front steps, rang the door bell , and took off.
pretty damned hillarious