Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for December 17, 2018

The Spellcheck Story: Chapter One.

Anyone else remember the Captain and Tennille singing—no, never mind, it’s been over forty years but it’s still too soon.

What happens when a muskrat digs into a beaver “dyke”?

Apparently there is a muskrat gestalt, a single “him” in unwanted numbers.

@Bill it’s never too soon…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OYtlohxOrIY

Holy Bog Berries and Dwarves of the Short Forest!

Watered down drink, if I must say. That dirty muskrat is stinking up the bar. ha ha ha

The apricots are irrational.

Muskrats will tango if asked politely..

A round of Muscatel vino….

The Three Musketeers bar…rah rah rah

Park your musket at the door…

I’m surprised it doesn’t say “way’s to control his number’s”. And it appears the vice squad has handed off enforcing prohibitions against numbers rackets to the Division of Fisheries and Game.

The penicillin didn’t work. The ointment didn’t work. I shall adopt this as a new fad. I shall prevail.

How come you didn’t put a red circle around the period after “muskrat” Ms. Fussy Pants?

The circled false possessive, née incorrect attempt at plurality, screams out for and deserves a loud “DELE” ….

D-yikes! Is that a muskrat in your bog, or are you just gay for cranberries?

Sadly, I never met a muskrat in the Massachusetts cranberry bogs. But those dyke-digging ways must be ended! That muskrat is (obviously) entirely too gay!

Serves him right if soon “don we now our gay apparel”! That would include donning “some woman’s shoulder’s” right down to the otiose apostrophe.