Tiny Froggies In My Yard
One positive side effect the unusually wet weather we've been having (even for New Orleans) is that for the past week whenever I go out into my back yard, day or night, I see dozens of little quarter-inch frogs hopping around in front of me.
May they eat every last mosquito in the neighborhood (and then make a start on the flies).
Happy Bastile Day. Celebrate by parading through the streets with the head of your least favorite politician impaled on a stick. (Offer void where prohibited by law. Sorry, Tennessee!)
May they eat every last mosquito in the neighborhood (and then make a start on the flies).
Happy Bastile Day. Celebrate by parading through the streets with the head of your least favorite politician impaled on a stick. (Offer void where prohibited by law. Sorry, Tennessee!)