Snig of the Day
Armnibbler Pibbs is content as he is.
He's kind of the village fleen-brain — happy to just stand about chewing his forearms.
He was chosen as Snig of the Day because I like saying his name. Armnibbler Pibbs, Armnibbler Pibbs.
If I were to write a poem about him off the top of my head, it would be thus:
Armnibbler Pibbs, your chin has no bibs.
You tickle my ribs when you gnaw with your nibs.