Three Strikes & You’re Out, Scout!

Scout doesn’t follow the rules. 

Elf Arrested on @ElfShaming by Rachel B

He was told there was to be no writing on the walls.

He didn’t listen.

Elf Graffiti on @ElfShaming by Rachel B

He was told there was to be no stealing nail polish, and definitely no painting people’s toenails as they slept. Especially boys.

He didn’t listen.

Elf Pedicure on @ElfShaming by Rachel B

When he was told no ice sculptures in the freezer, he didn’t listen, and so qualified for the Three Strikes Rule. Which, of course, landed him in lock-up.

Elf MugShot on @ElfShaming by RachelB

I doubt Santa will send Scout out again next year, considering he now has a rap sheet.

Way to ruin a perfectly good Elfing career, Scout.

Elf submitted by Rachel B of Roscoe, IL.
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An Elf on the Shelf Party…and the Aftermath

Some people love the Elf on the Shelf.

Then Holy Christmas Pudding on a Poppyseed Cracker do other people LOVE the Elf on the Shelf with the deep burning passion of a thousand crackling fireplaces.

Audrey is one of the latter. She has many elves.

Many, many, many elves.

I’ve been getting to know her elves pretty well. Let’s call it “Elvestigative Reporting”, shall we?

Oh yes, we shall.

Anyway.

Did you know that some Elves like to party? Audrey’s elves do. And they make it look sooooooooo cuuuuuuuute.

 

OMG I TOTALLY WANT TO BE AN ELF RIGHT NOW.

Tiny Elf Cake Pops?

Itty Bitty Elf Oven Mitts for baking Teenie Weenie Elf Cookies?

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

[passes out from cuteness]

[wakes up with glitter sprinkled on my shirt to the distinct odor of candy canes]

Okay. Where was I?

Oh yeah: Audrey’s Elves are frickin’ adorable to the max.

BUT…

(there’s always a “but” around here)

…even the adorable ones can be trouble.

You see, since I was spending so much time with this festive felty gang, they got used to my being around. Sure, I’m over five feet taller than them, but it was like I was one of them.

They got comfortable. Let me see the other side of them.

The frisky side.

An Elf party starts innocently enough. How it ends is a whole different story.

Once Audrey turns her back on the red & white-clad gang to tuck her kids in for the night, their real personalities come out swinging. Literally.

The sun sets, and they break out the T.P.

Not even the baby is safe from their rowdy wrath.

Nary a cookie or cupcake in the house is off-limits.

And you know what you can’t stop from happening once Mack and Miss Bliss get revved up on a sugar high, right?

A major snogging session. No mistletoe required.

I think that’s enough evidence to prove my point that no Elf, no matter how adorable or innocent-looking, is truly never a troublemaker. 

So before yours packs up to go back to the North Pole on Christmas Eve, you might want to check his bags, okay?

You just never know what those sneaky sons-of-guns may have slipped in there.

Elves submitted by Audrey of Sweet Cheeks Tasty Treats.
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Shelley the Elf’s Bait-and-Switch

Everyone thinks Shelley is The Best. Elf. EVER.

But…

Sure, Tammy’s kids squealed with delight upon finding a gift from Shelley the good-natured Elf not long ago.

Celebrations were in order: The Elf on the Shelf was doing her job! The kids were being good! All was well and merry!

Tammy and her family were so pleased to have such a generous Elf on their hands. I mean, it’s not just any Elf that would be so generous as to get on Pinterest late at night for a recipe to create homemade snowman cookies, right?
That takes a kind, sweet, giving sort of Elf.

Hold on.

Speaking of giving…Who gave you the OK to eat those, Shelley??

Those aren’t for you! They were hidden in Mommy’s Secret High Cabinet for when the kids are asleep.

Bad elf! Don’t do that again!

[20 minutes later]

Oh, so you think you’re funny now? Stealing the kids’ favorite snack and pretending to fish with it?

Wasting all that food, just to pull a prank?

Not funny, Miss Elf. Not funny at all.

Now get your itty bitty felty booty back in the kitchen and bake up some more goodies to make up for this greedy gluttony, or I’m telling Santa. 

Elf submitted by Tammy.
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The “Not Me!” Mystery? SOLVED.

Strange things were happening at Kathy’s house.

She’d look to her four sons and ask them who left the lights on again, who made the mess, who ate the snacks, who broke another ornament.

Each time they’d all answer “Not me!”

This scenario sounds very familiar, doesn’t it?

Recently, Elfie Oodle had arrived at her home, and she’d ask him whether he knew anything about the trouble going on. His sweet smile made her think he was an innocent bystander with no details to give.

Then she got wise to his ways.

She figured out who had the magic to fly up to those lights.

She heard fingerless hands digging when the boys were asleep.

She saw tiny yogurt footprints on the kitchen counter.

She knew her boys wouldn’t dare go near her vintage ornaments. 

The only thing she has left to figure out, is whether Elfie Oodle was the one causing the “Not me!” Trouble all these years, or if he can only be blamed for the recent rash of messes and mayhem.

I suspect kids across the globe are waiting with bated breath, hoping Elfie Oodle gets all the blame… 

Elf submitted by Kathy at Kissing the Frog.
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Jingle Helps Himself

Jingle doesn’t like to ask permission.

It’s fine for your Elf to help himself when you have a bowl of fruit set out for guests, or a candy jar teeming with peppermints for the taking.

It’s not fine when he starts swiping your A.M. Life Blood.

NOOOOOO!!! NOT THE STARBUCKS!!!

To add insult to injury, he skips the formality of drinking the coffee from a cup.

Now that’s just gross.

Not ones to give up their caffeine addiction over a few stray Elf hairs on their Keurig machine, the Fordevilles let Jingle get away with this behavior.

They were lax.

They lost their focus.

They forgot about the booze in the fridge.

Now it’s Fancy Coffee Cocktails every day for Jingle. All day long.

So each morning, the Fordevilles find him passed out in a new spot. Which isn’t very magical, if you really think about it.

At this rate, Jingle is headed either for eBay at a very deep discount, or rehab.

Elf submitted by Kim of The Fordeville Diaries
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