Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for June 12, 2020

…not The Martian…

…but The Man From Uranus…

…I spy with my little eye…

…Frank’s Fumigacion was unique, I’ll give ‘em that…

…baloney plug is code for Poo-Pourri…

…ugh…

…multi legged centipedes (if that’s what they really are)…

…Jumping Jack Flash is a gas gas gas…

…Riker made poor use of the holodeck…

…early Frog Applause fan fiction was always better…

…I dreamt I was dreaming a dream about dreams that dreamt of me dreaming…

… surprise surprise surprise that’s not my bologna plug either…

50 shades of grey poupon.

Flamed out and crashed. That’s gonna leave a mark.

Somewhere making a rainbow.

And it was someone in a really bad way. Like, jonesing and all that.

I’ve never heard of a genie escaping its container like that before. I wonder who rubbed it?

Was it you, 3HT? B.O.? Space Cap’n?

…we no longer rub in Froglandia since they introduced bidets…

That’s the position I assume to read Frog Applause correctly.

We don’t really want to know about it!

Baloney plug … affectionately known as Pepto-Meatball …!

After all these posts, there are no more words to describe…..I’m having an asthsma attack from laughing so had! LOVE IT!

I hope they didn’t swap it out with a phony.

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So, which way to go? Both near consensus nodes are upside down how I see it. And there seem to be millipedes, also crawling the strands. Some strands lead to other astral spiders farther away. Did I originate in one of those, getting stuck here because of an unresolved choice between these two nodes? Am I a millipede? Not relevant now. I need to drop back into reality. I don’t know if I’ve been here a minute or a century. Will either of these nodes be better than the one I left? I should have gotten a better handle on what I was doing before setting out. Who talked me into this, anyway? Oh yeah… it was me. Well, if I succeed in a lateral move this time, I can do it again. Now that I’m calmed down, I can see the spiders moving as reality changes by consensus. It doesn’t really change. They occupy a different space within all probabilities. It’s like Schroeder’s ferret, or whatever. Guess I’ll just jump and hope for a happy landing.

When it comes to woodcuts, they cut it the wurst of all. Far worse than cold cuts. But his millennialpede friends don’t mind because diversity. (You want some cheese with that whine? You can cut that, too. And make me a sandwich.)

Cut a piece of HORSE COCK for my guests. The slice of baloney in my kitchen.

Astral travel for the anal retentive.

Epiphanous moments are not uncommon when practicing Plummage Yoga, and some claim to enter as if a caterpillar only to be transformed into frog knows what. Others might say it is faster to just lick a toad, but you can’t argue with results, I mean, just look at the cute little guy, his wings all aglow in the plumage mist. If this doesn’t convince you to drink the tang, well, there really is no hope for you. Lame.

After mucho problems with the ol’ PC (they always seemed to occur just before the weekend), Fishnet Friday has returned.

https://nazztea.tumblr.com/tagged/Fishnet-Friday

Heigh ho, heigh ho, a-hallucinating we shall go, in the merry, merry padded room-o!

The walls and/or floors are crawling with nasty-looking millipedes! And, methane-jet-propelled as I am, I note that some friggin’ one has stolen my ceremonial baloney plug! Tain’t fair!

Oh, nurse! Is it time for my lameness medications yet? I can hardly wait! I may jet off….

This guy did not know ….

Stick an unlit cigar up the pooper to quit smoking..

See buddy you are still smoking..

Ever hear the Bronx Cheer or Raspberry out your New York cigar butt crack?

…anvil baloney plugs were the rage with the private dicks of the Holmes/ Watson era…

…the thought being that the daily experice with the device…

…along with a mixture of morphine and cocaine…

…readied the user to identify lies…

…there seem to be some truth to not letting them blow smoke up your arsenic and old lace…

…The reason the experience did not make the books was twofold…

…number one: Moriarty was the most successful user…

…and number 2:…

…well, you couldn’t go number two…

…the children…

…the children…

Very Interesting butt knot..

I would throw some bennies up there for jet packed fuel.

Babababenny and the jets.

Elton John

Lead a bald man by putting a sticky note on his head.

Does this mean that he can now perform the Baloney Ceremony?

Jet-propelling me topsy-turvy!

This guy could be the future Wizard Of Wall Street! Buy and Sell and never fail on this marked trail…

Up the ding dong and play ping pong with bang a chong all night long in hong kong holding the rights to the 1 hit bong looking at her hiked up thong before she’s gone not doing the wrong song hiding his baloney plug with kitchen tongs in the land of zong.