Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for March 30, 2018

Uh oh. This is black and white, meaning that it’s going to get all Hitchcocky or Romeroy when you go inside.

We’ve got a Butt-Crack Rock on the grounds of one of the large buildings in the local industrial park. It is considerably more narrow that Barbie’s Butt-Crack Rock, though. And it is sedimentary, also, with the split being between clearly defined layers.

Teresa said butt.

I knew there was a sinister world beneath Barbie’s vanilla exterior. Well-groomed Ken always had that deer-in-the-headlights look.

Imagine getting stuck in that butt crack. Hello, 911. Help! I’m stuck in a butt crack and I can’t get out. (Oops, no 911 back then. I really don’t remember a time when there wasn’t 911.)

Where is everyone? I know it can’t be comment related. Today’s is a peach of a day in the comment department.

Who will join the Barbie queue? It rocks!

The accompanying Ken looks eerily similar to Rod Serling.

Boudreaux’s Butt Paste will spackle that in pretty good.

Is it just me, or is Barbie looking a little Asian… ???

… sort of “Dargon Lady”ish ???

My favorite part is the room of mirrors. A properly positioned mooning will produce something called infini-crack. Beware though, there is a point of no return. I think that is where Vlad goes when he doesn’t want to be found.

Vlad! Vlad! Vlad! I miss him. I miss the Froglandia of old filled with frogs and blogs and yes-we-feel-the-love tales (tails).

This Dark Barbie strikes me as being a Sportin’ Lady, if you know what I mean/that means. Her Butt Crack Rock House is undoubtedly the town “house,” too. Now, if you boys care to visit there, just be sure to Be Careful, y’all hear now?