Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for July 25, 2009

  1. Emerald
    margueritem  over 15 years ago

    It’s been a long time….

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    Sisyphos  over 15 years ago

    Most four-year-olds play better than I do, so I no longer consider it “getting trounced”….

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    hymenoxis  over 15 years ago

    Farleft….had to Google flunitraziwhatsit…you’re sick. Please sit by me.

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    Jml58  over 15 years ago

    I always play black.

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    zero  over 15 years ago

    1988-1995 when I taught computers to 4 & 5 year olds

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    dermandro  over 15 years ago

    I’d beat her at chess.

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    flyingflowerpot  over 15 years ago

    Really sick, people. I hope Teresa doesn’t read any of today’s comments. http://tinyurl.com/l5epx8

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    shewith5  over 15 years ago

    4 years agao… twins are 8. Double trouncing

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    Fred Kuechenmeister  over 15 years ago

    how in the world did this cute strip morph into naughty land ?

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    Fred Kuechenmeister  over 15 years ago

    ps… agree that Farrah thing is creepy…

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    Fred Kuechenmeister  over 15 years ago

    and wouldn’t ja know it… when I came back from FA.. my google side-bar had her “iconic” poster looking at me…

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    4deerinmyyard  over 15 years ago

    Thanks 3Hr. & Flowerpot.

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    razorback2824  over 15 years ago

    I am sorry, little girl, but your checkers lesson will have to wait. Somebody has escaped from the SOTU sanatorium and is trying (and failing) to fit into regular society.

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    mroberts88  over 15 years ago

    Oh its on, it is SO on….razorback, whats wrong with SOTU?

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    plight  over 15 years ago

    sooner or later there’ll be Hell’s heartache to pay, shredded skies by day usher innocence away, the disease of disarray will its very lord betray as infinity trawls through a sea of questions. I’m lost in mind’s derangements, a duly mortal son with neat excuse undone by this vicious scattergun, but I’m not the last one drowning in perceptions.

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