Things were getting boring in Lilliput. Nothing whatsoever was happening. The goblins would go out, meet the same goblins, over and over again, walk along the same broken forest paths...
They got on each others' nerves. One goblin invented a story about another goblin. The latter retaliated, with an even more outrageous story, so that within a short while it seemed as if the whole of Lilliput was engulfed in a war of slander and mud-slinging.
Gaffy Gagazza, a posh, sophisticated goblin who eats Imps for breakfast (and claims that the Imps' leader Gasket is an ox), was heavily involved in the battle. In her glog, which is read by one and a half billion goblins every day, she was rather critical of a certain Gonswelo, who recently organised a party for some goblin friends. Quite critical, in fact. She certainly wasn't very complimentary in Gonswelo's regard.
Gaffy became very proud of her one and a half billion readers. What she didn't realise was that these were the equivalent of the crowd of curious onlookers who gather around, sniggering, to watch a brawl between goblins of, shall we say, not very sophisticated upbringing.
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