I honestly did believe this shelf gig was going to be great. "Get out and see the world," they said. "Experience the joy of wide-eyed kids, holiday cheer, and the Christmas spirit," they promised. "Finally leave your parents" basement for once in two hundred and sixty-seven years," they told me. I was sold.And off I went. As a member of Santa"s spy squad, I headed down south for the holidays to help the big guy decide who"s naughty and who"s nice. It was going to be a wonderful change of pace from the screwing, hammering, sanding, painting, and wrapping happening in Ol" St. Nick"s workshop.Or so I thought . . . ~Horace the ElfIn this for-parent"s-eyes-only parody of the popular holiday title, The Elf on the Shelf, readers laugh along with Horace as he goes AWOL from his Christmas duties. This photo-story set to verse is the unauthorized (and hilarious) tale of one disgruntled little helper with a gift for making mischief.