You don't hear much about female gremlins. That's not to say they don't exist, because obviously they do, or else where would all the male gremlins come from? The thing is that gremlins are, in some ways, very traditional creatures. The gremlinas (the females of the species) stay at home, do the cooking and the cleaning and scrape various types of indescribable detritus off their malefolk's hats and shoes, while the males go out and cause the mischief.
'And I, for one, will stand for it no longer!' said Maligna, as she raised her wooden spoon, then slammed it down onto the Formica surface.
The surrounding gremlina, who filled the large kitchen, let out a cheer, then raised their own wooden spoons with one hand and started to beat them rhythmically against the frying pans they held in the other.
'What's going on here?' said Bogdrop, the husband of Maligna, who entered the kitchen to witness what appeared to be a terrifying feminist upsurgence.
'We're forming a band!' said Maligna over the racket, as she hastily picked up two spoons and started to play them on her leg.
'Well just make sure tea's ready at five,' said Bogdrop.
'Make it yourself, you lazy git!' said a nearby gremlina called Pistena.
So Bogdrop went out for a curry.