Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for December 16, 2020

Then they all had toad in the hole.

Amidst all the excitement, the judges completely overlooked Timmy’s project: Uncombable Hair Syndrome: a forensic analysis of its Societal Impact in 15th century Andorra.

The spinning wheel mechanics of the launcher was the draw … mucho better than the “The Baking of a Soap Cake” exhibit right next to it …!

now THIS is funny!! ;+)

The hammy must be equipped w/ crash helmet.

Santa said so.

A laden or an unladen hamster?

Does the European Hamster fly faster than the Striped Chinese Hamster?

And every student had their mouth open in the hope that they could catch a hamster.

3rd place if they shot out of a backward mouse trap.

Coulda been worse; coulda been a frijole laden goat.

Could have been much worse, it could have been a dynamite whale. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPuaSY0cMK8

The gerbil catapult, yes. But the hamster catapult, no.

Aha! As I suspected [see yesterday’s page for early-this-morning comment], Sister has snuck in a latish update.

To which I say, meh. Over at Cul de Sac the fabled Wedekind Brothers have used their little sibling (barely four years old), Dill, as ammo for their backyard trebuchet. Much more accurate tracking analysis of the launch than any hamster could provide. Learn from this, school-kids!

Yes, it breached the rules about gambling on school premises but everyone was punting on how far you could punt a hamster.

…yes, it was the little capes they put on them…

…and catching them with third graders holding butterfly nets was just too much…

…all while jamming to Pantera…

…yeah, Ms. Robyn’s class had it going on…

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One day my fellow citizens we will send a HAMSTER to Neptune… What a great moment this will be. Please put any donations in the Skippers hat…yes it is tax deductible. Mary Anne is passing the plate in the rear..

I’m coming along late … just helping take down the grandstand.

After extensive, not so to say exhaustive, research, I have concluded that the car parked behind the two ice cream vendors is a 1950 Oldsmobile Rocket 88. You’ll be pleased to know of the couple riding the rocket to their date in the print advertising, he’s sits manly astride the rocket (about the dimensions of a telephone pole), while she sits demurely side-saddle and behind him.