Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for February 24, 2019

I’m living on magical low-flatulence leftovers at this time. No hemp, though. Those probably aren’t edible.

Knock on wood for not making love while the gas stove was up and running…. last one too knock, ate it.

Donovan…. Hurdy Gurdy Man.

Never underestimate the comic power of a fart joke.

I did not know that.

We can’t have cows any more, for that reason. But can somebody tell me what methane turns into when burned? I’m sure it’s not beef. Too bad.

Nothing flat about it.

I’ve heard of hemp.

Can I have one of those Life Saver candies?

Unfortunately, many of hemp’s magical qualities are processed out of it during the hurding process.

Smoke ’em if you got ’em.

https://youtu.be/tH2w6Oxx0kQ

I’m guessing that hemp hurds cannot compete with Beano when it comes to extinguishing the INTERNAL flame of flatulence … we can hash it around though …!

Popcorn farts.

If you make paper out of hemp hurds, maybe we won’t need to cut down as many trees.

Eternal flame, divine spark or just a rikishi full of nattō? Sumo say, just time to washy hemp mawashi. Either way, I always knew the ring of fire to be amor fati.

Eternal flame goes out when the stone you may be on, has to be passed.

Kidney beans will you pass the gas at the house with the rooster being snubbed.

gusty blustery & fetid

Mr. Fart Bubbles in the Bathtub.

The magic is that the hemp herds, mere byproducts, don’t burn up in the Eternal flatulence-fed Flame.

I do like that this offering from Lady T has a real sense of flow and direction, ending with hemp byproducts (you can just imagine the unstated steps along the way—such economic editing!)….

No stems or seeds that you don’t neee… whoa, dude, who farted?

The Blue Jays of happiness, hold your hittttttttttttttttttt… CAPTAIN. okay long enough!

When we were kids, when you blew, your buddies could sock you on the shoulders until you touched wood and said “THUNDER”. Why that was, I don’t know. I did blow once on a bus. There is no wood on a bus. It was a bad day. It’s been a long time, but I never eat beans if I’m planning to take a bus. Thank you for your attention.

I don’t eat beans on airplanes either. That’s a whole ’nother ball game anyway.

What’s the buzz, tell me what’s happening?

… a little off the top, leave the side burns, over the ears, just trim the back, and can I use a cell phone while you cut…. cut yourself …

squats there quite often when the porcelain stool is missing

I’ve burnt herds of hurds, and this is where it has got me?!

The sumo farting position.