"Come help me! One of my ex-boyfriends is on my doorstep trying to get in," she exclaimed.
"No, no," I replied, "that's a harmless toad, not a frog."
"Oh, good," she replied, "I was worried there for a minute."
As you can see, the toad went away very disappointed, nearly in tears, that she wouldn't let him in.
"I'm holding out for the frog, aka Prince Charming, you know," she told him, and with a swish of the broom, sent him off to hide under the car.
The End.
3 comments:
mom, you have way too much time on your hands. Go adopt a kid or something.
Well I thought it was awful cute.
And VERY nice close-ups of the toad.
(hey Linda, did you get my recent email?)
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