frogs
There were five frogs in our car this morning. And one in the trunk. At 7 in the morning. My mom was driving me to school and we had to pull into a gas station and gently coax frogs out of the car for a good ten minutes. By which I mean that I stood back and poked them with an umbrella because they were pretty hefty frogs. I was kind of worried about leaving my mom in the car with the remaining frog we were unaible to locate but knew was around the car somewhere...lying in wait. She was convinved that it would jump out and land on her while she was driving causing a major accident on the small and winding country roads. I guess the frogs can sneak their way into the car at night. I wonder if there is some kind of "frog-be-gone" spray that can be applied to the cracks in the car door. If I have to deal with a car full of frogs every morning...well it will make for a funny story, but other than that it will be lame. It made me late for my Biology class. I was debating on whether to tell my teacher that I was late because my car was full of frogs but I decided against it. If I had been at Franklin I would have said something about it, but I tend not to speak here. Then again if I was going to Franklin it would mean that I was in New Orleans and therefore my car would not be full of frogs.