a story for those of you with nothing better to do.
Last night I was just hangin out, watching some tv, when I heard my completely sane mother announce she had found a frog.
I assumed she saw one outside, and continued my tv watching.
Next thing I know, my tv is being drowned out by the sound of screaming. I rush to my mother, who informs me (while holding this poor terrified frog), that the frog had peed on her.
Then she took the frog into the backyard and let it go.
Later I was walking into my front room, near the scene of the frog crime, when I step into some droplets of something wet.
Which I soon realize, is frog piss. A trip to the bathroom on one foot and some paper towels later, I remember once again why I moved 2000 miles away from this psycho bitch.
And good night to you all.
I assumed she saw one outside, and continued my tv watching.
Next thing I know, my tv is being drowned out by the sound of screaming. I rush to my mother, who informs me (while holding this poor terrified frog), that the frog had peed on her.
Then she took the frog into the backyard and let it go.
Later I was walking into my front room, near the scene of the frog crime, when I step into some droplets of something wet.
Which I soon realize, is frog piss. A trip to the bathroom on one foot and some paper towels later, I remember once again why I moved 2000 miles away from this psycho bitch.
And good night to you all.