Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for August 05, 2023

It’s always about uu, isn’t it.

Is that one of those spatial anomaly plot devices from the Star Trek shows?

This is a bit sudden. I thought you liked pirated movies.

Dorothy ad Toto with three others brother, running through the Poppy Fields. They dreamt in comic strips till fallen down drunk on opy high and Barneys Doors music like LA Woman. Pirate In Depp sentences to walk the plank.

Riders On The Storm by Doors.

Girl you gotta love your man.

I would like to “pin” this, but can’t! What happened to those icons?

Why couldn’t you have told me this in person? We could have worked it out… How about if I get started on the salt factory today and stop wearing pants?

I spent years working on that guide horse database.

Video piracy will be a reality in perpetuum

This is how it always goes. I want it to all be about me, but then, when it is, it’s always unhappy news.

Well, in my defense, your word salad has been wilting of late.

I may be a bit dense at times, but is that some vague hint that the relationship is heading towards a rocky patch?

I’ll be back in flash…need time to digest and decipher the meanings of this….

An amazing display of simulated English speech.

My goodness, what did you say to the AI chatbot this morning?

Oh! So savvy!

Some people are never satisfied! Why, you gave me the best years of your life, and still you aren’t happy!

And here I thought you liked my hot crossed puns.

Wouldn’t it be great if all those double u words were German and they had doüble ümlaüts too?

Vacuum is rather pedestrian but vacüüm? Classy!

reminds me of those fill-in-the-blanks story activity books

UU seem mad about something…

Good Frog, nothing like the smell of UU in the morning.

…if I am reading between the lines correctly…

…well…

…I’d be banished from commenting for repeating it……

…let’s just say…

…very cleverly put…

…but you better not ask the doctor…

…nor call a priest…

…mother Mary does not want to know…

…the strick diet they put her on …

…does not allow for the calories…

…no horsing around, either…

…neither…

…for perpetually…

…Hey,said Joseph…

…just asking because it’s my birthday, is all…

…she threw the book at him…

… F you…

…she screamed…

…that’s what I’m asking …

…first base…

Can I get an Amen from the Congregation?

—Sister & Boss Celestial Fig Pudding.

What’s an appropriate color to paint a salt factory?

Gad! Have I been living in Darkness! Why is it that I have hitherto not even heard of The Religious Pastry Continuum?!

In general, the author of this little diatribe seems terribly vindictive. What was “my” offense here, anyway? It had better not be (too) lame!

My mantra for today: I will package my hubris and vindictiveness in an artful tin. (Maybe tomorrow I’ll work on flushing it.)