Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for May 25, 2016

“You’ll feel the slightest pinch.”

Toxin therapy.It’s all the rage.

Accu-pincher therapy.

Joe Walsh therapy.

Like this:Joe Walsh for President!

The scary thing about today’s drawing is that everything’s to scale.

Where’s the LEGO???!!!

…I feel like going to market.

A sure cure for pigeon toes… bit it will not end all your woes.

Just a little off the top…

Keep a-grinning ’til the weekend comesJust a pinch between your cheek and gumAll night longAll night long-Joe Walsh – All Night Long – Soundtrack to Urban Cowboy-Only the gumshoe wearer knows where it pinches.

So, it’s a “bite me/pinch me” race, eh? What about Inch Me? And what about No Biting in the Love Scenes? This is just flat-out wrong. We must stamp out such lameness (first putting our steel-toed work boots on)!

I showed up late to the crime scene. The flatfoots had already cleared their yellow tape and coffee halitosis from the area. There was nothing more to see here, for them. They didn’t have the technology my inconspicuous notepad held. I had taken DNA readings from various skin flakes and hairs scattered around the scene before I could count to ten. Only some of the rats represented there were rodents. Three of the others, I knew by name and reputation. The cops were lucky they didn’t have any suspects. These guys weren’t going to be taken without a serious body count.