Croaked
My little frog-friend that was hanging out on my door window, went missing.
Until the other day . . . I found him.
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Smashed inside the door frame
Sorry, my friend. So sorry.
R.I.P.
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That is disgusting! Oh, and we are still waiting for you to "drop" by. We don't mind sweat...promise. :) BTW, tomorrow is busy but Friday or next week we'll be around.
ReplyDeleteDoes that mean I've got problems if I totally laughed when I saw this?
ReplyDeletei totally laughed too....but i know how much you love frogs so i only laughed for a few seconds. ;)
ReplyDeleteHAHAHAHA! i've never seen anything quite so disgusting.
ReplyDeleteThe real question is, how do I get it off?? ICK!
ReplyDeleteThat is morbidly fascinating, and pretty much gross. Yep, I laughed too.
ReplyDeleteThat is SO disgusting!! What a perfect title for your blog post.
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