It was a sunny October afternoon and the Garden Gnome was having the day off, doing gnome stuff. He spent his afternoon dwelling in a sparsely visited cafe. As he was waiting for the waiter to deliver his order, he suddenly felt he was under attack. At first he had trouble of identifying the threat, but as the minutes went on he realised that this was an attack of the infamous swine flu. At first he realised the threat coming in from the left, but it intensified and turned out to approach from the right as well. As he sat there he wondered: Can Garden Gnomes really get this flu? Aren't we immune?
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