Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for March 30, 2019

Uh, uhhh!

Fool me once and all that…!

It’ll cost you 1 bathmat and 1 headless ballerina music box …!

I’d like a dollar for every time I’ve heard that one.

When Froglandia News reporters get sacked, they spread fake news.

I am nobody’s fool. Now untie me!

We must think like lamebrains to foil this plot.

as a space captain, I am beaming with joy, and will beam Edward Scissorhands to your demise, and my intelligence officer Mr. Spork, or wait a a a make that Mr. Spock..

Was her devious plot to have me untie a traitor to Froglandia? Is that what you plan to reveal?

Joe “Don’t Call Me Joe” Alan Doty was right!

Teresa’s Devious Plot > Reality

… untie?…

… is that like the uncola?…

… is this a trap?…

… I’ve read too much on Facebook…

… this sounds like a trap…

…ok, but how do I untie you…

… @#$%!…

… it was a trap…

… a Froglandia finger trap!…

So … what, you need jazz hands to explain it? Talk, you lamebrains!

Got a piece of news for ya: all Froglandians live in a fool’s paradise.

You misspelled unite.

Froglandia tadpoles, just throw them into the water.

She isn’t fooling me. I know she really is Olivia Jaimes. Although, I don’t know who is the dominant personality.

Does anyone have the number for the Toad Licking Anonymous group?

Wrapper rapper Devious T strikes again!

Wrapper rapper, wrap

They call her The Wrapper

Uh-Oh, looks like a couple of escapees from the Froglandian Simulametion Reality matrix. The loss of power at the Fartgas Humorous Transmorgification Powerplant will be minimal, but the drop in dingleberry production will surely be a blow to morale at the Sequin & Glitter Consortium. Release the roller skating pigs! Get those power units back in their Tupperware pods so the maggots can fulfill their divine decree!

OOOOO MYYYYYYY…Burlap dance … cut the chase to a bathroom pace … at this gunny sack race… up next the 3 legged running schizoid-case

sacks of mints make them jump higher

Teresa’s t-bags with stings to tie you down.

Why should we take your word for it, sluggo? Sister Teresa of the Perpetual Lame has long been our trusted guiding light. You two tubers look like the last stage before the body bag is zipped up over your deadheads.

In short, I would not untie you for all the Lame in Froglandia!

The potato sack race is an all-year around event, but after a few weeks the potato sack is full of s—t. And the race stinks.

Of course putting cats in the bags with them does not help.