Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for October 27, 2024

That’s not the only “ribbed” thing to watch out for!

I can see from your eyewear choice that you are particular about what your style says about you!

My Fellow Froglandians:

It is now 8:23 am in my little patch of paradise in Machala, Ecuador – the Banana Capital of the World! Thanks to our short-sighted government ( and El Niño ) and its ongoing nationwide power blackouts, I am limited to the number of hours I have electricity and internet. This will be going on for the foreseeable future, so if you don’t see any comments from me, it’s not because I’m dead, in hospital or jail, or banned by the GoatKomix Overlords & Arbiters of Good Taste … it’s because I’ve run out of juice! ( … and the hydroelectric dams have run out of water )

If anyone even touches my water bottle or my special bendy straw, you’ll be cursed to the end of your days! I have vert strong powers this time of year so watch it!!! ☺️❤️

Welcome home Teresa! ❤️

I guess we’re in store for a few more left-handed comments, eh “T” …?

( too soon? bring it …! )

I realized that I really should have gone with the Sue Storm telekinesis, so I could at least sneak out for a juice box. The Crafts Room Overlord had some sort of a bottle and straw arrangement. It did not seem fair, at all. I let my mind wander a bit. If I could be invisible, I could take the Overlord Bottle and stash it somewhere, raise some heck. Hallow’s Eve is a traditional time for raising heck, after all. And it would only be fair if they reaped what they had sown. My juice box had been confiscated. I had not forgotten. And then it came to me. The best designs were not original. They were trite and kitschy. I actually abhorred them. And there was my answer. Candy corn. Three colors, simple shapes. I could get my design set in just a few tries. I settled for candy corn objects, three inches wide, one and one half inches apart. The wide end was toward the edge, along the long edges of the mat, one inch in. The background was a mottled light green and gray. The narrow edges had little pumpkins on a vine, three of them, on each end. It was a thing of great beauty. I remembered my Christmas ornament from last year. Was it possible that some effects were retained from the X-Menerator, after they had been shut down, worn out or replaced? Doctor Buttchin would be excited by the possibilities of it, I was certain. Unless it meant the collapse of the quantum stability of our universe, I suppose.

One’s aesthetically pleasing is another’s lamely poetic.

Did you sign on the crooked line?

…Oh, no no no no no…

…you left it on top of the Subaru…

…I phoned you, remember…

…Aah, Amber…

…your cup is on top of your car…

…Oh Captain my Captain…

…you replied…

…you did take it…

…

…No…

…I picked it up after you left…

…it wasn’t broke but it was scuffed up…

…the spinach smoothie was lost…

…but that’s no big deal…

…and Amber…

…one other thing…

…you have toilet paper sticking out of the top of your pleated skirt…

…which you have tucked into your pantyhose…

…Hello?…

…are you there?…

…Huh…

…she hung up…

Those bendy-section flexible chocolate- and strawberry-flavored straws for milk that I used for a while as a little kid in the 1950s — I thought they were so cool. Now, I suppose, they have them for bottled water.

First World, 21st Century problem. I’m reasonably certain we’ll get through it. Even though the damage has been done.

I’m down for another upload …!

Thinking of you Teresa! ❤️

Hang in there and take care of yourself! We ain’t going no where! ☺️☺️

she was formerly almost famous

Uh … I’m also up for a download …!! Get well, “T” ‼️

I’m arriving extremely late for this extravaganza, and no one has commented on her aesthetically pleasing glasses.

It’s a good natured ribbing no doubt, even if it’s the last straw.

…I bet you say that to all the boys…

…but this is the last straw…

…well…

…you stole my heart first…

…you wanted a knight in shiny armor…

…to save you from yourself…

…but i liked you as you…

…and didn’t think you needed saving…

…[Hank Williams wife said…

…I can’t live with a man that threatened to shoot me…

…to which he replied…

…I can’t live with a woman that would make me want to shoot her]…

…I could live with a woman that fought dragons…

…but not one that I would have to defend from her own actions…

…I’m going to have to fight you now…

…Hey!…

…she came on to me!…

…I mean…

…I am the guy in all the rom-coms that the beautiful women settles for….

…not the Tom Hanks/Clark Gable hero she ends up with…

…but I’m not the settling type…

…ah, yeah…

…i did get arrested …

…I did not go quietly…

…when the John Candy Hanks showed up…

…a lifetime ago…

…it was only three days in jail…

….good times…

…good times indeed…

♫ Celebrate! Celebrate! Dance to the Music! ♬

My enlightened government has announced a 5-day Feriada (holiday) beginning today Oct.31st. This means, ( I sincerely hope and pray ) that we’ll have 5 days of uninterrupted electric power. ¡Yipee! I shall make my presence felt in Froglandia today! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!

Earnest Of Hemingway, and Roy And Rogers Rode in to trick and treat!

Not that hemroide scratch on the right ball and the left ball with stars and stripes above behind.

I have PTSD from previous times I’ve been caught stealing things. Shame on you for triggering my trauma.

I am sure I didn’t steal them. What color were they?

…on a damp, breezy night Halloween came & went…

…inflatables were the in thing…

…and masks that lit up and blinked on & off…

…princesses…

…why don’t just get into the running car?…unmarked helicopter s hovering up…

…it was just a weather balloon…

…just a weather balloon…

This is the last straw.

re: February 31, 1869

Post life hack: if you want accuracy and equal billing on your marital headstone, you must outlive your spouse.

Seriously. . . somebody DID steal my Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle water bottle and straw. I was quite angry for a moment, and mystified as to why anybody would even bother, unless it was simply a personal expression of imbalance.

Pre voted straw poll…

It has been a weak week ….

I’m feeling woozie. My blood lame is low. I even made myself some UnderRoo’s of discarded bendy straws, but it’s not helping. I need an IV of plumage, STAT! Oh, the room is starting to spin… my pretty pink head is throbbing…. Oh Great Frog! Take me now! I can stand it no longer… goodbye lame world….

Off The Wall…

As in funny like Onion Pizza?

Or de door a sticky noodle sticks to my kitchen wall.

Play Space and Captain Jack.

I admire the stick-to-it-iveness of the Yvonne Craig lookalike and her very ’50s eyewear! I lament the theft of her fav water bottle and bendy straw.

Maybe we need Batgirl to out the perp!

Yawns and Oxygen to ya Honey Child.

BRAIN CAVITY

Aaaalalaala in formation and city life.

Take care T! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Getting to be that time of year again, for roadkill squirrel and zebra chips. Froglandia holiday feasts are like none others. The secret to the famous Bath Mat Factory guacamole is raw garlic and banana slugs!

I want a new FA :-)

SQUIRREL…!

Rib bed for my lady.

World Wide Frog Feet Web…

Interesting development along the Chile rise. Watch for a major quake around Thanksgiving, along the Pacific plate, from Japan to Vanuatu, possibly several, over 6.0 in magnitude. Not terribly unusual, unless it turns out being 7.0 or greater, really. But notable.

Neo Nazis are the new normal.

12 days … take your time T … this “Get well soon” postcard is for YOU …!

Oh say Teresa, does that bomb bursting in air show a frog app to die for?