Giljagaur: What have we here? You look delicious, you would go well milk froth. Are you a Gingerbread Man?
Gingerbread Man: Yes, I am a Gingerbread Man. I am not at all delicious, can't you see I am needle felted?
Giljagaur: What are doing here looking all delicious?
Gingerbread Man: I am auditioning for your job, that I will gladly do in my country The United States.
Giljagaur laughing and rolling on the ground with tears running down his cheeks said: You silly Gingerbread Man you are not qualified for my job of drinking the froth of the milk...You go with milk, everyone knows that a cookie goes with milk. Even that impostor Santa Claus knows that.
Gingerbread Man Screamed on the top of his lungs: I told you that I am not delicious, I am not even a cookie, I am needle felt. And Santa is not an impostor.
Giljagaur continued laughing and waved Gingerbread Man away and said: You are very funny little man you should watch that temper.
Gingerbread Man ran away stopping now and then to kick the ground and mumbling something...he obviously has a temper and was not at all happy.
Giljagaur...Gully-gawk arrives today. He is a handsome and most happy fellow. He has passion for the froth that forms on the warm milk as it comes from the cow.He sneaks into the barn and while the milk maid is not looking, Giljagaur dips his finger into the milk pail and licks the froth off his finger. Giljagaur, was lucky today.
