Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for November 24, 2024

Looks like a three step program.

Raw frogs… hmm

“Raw frog reality”? Que?

I prefer my frog reality medium rare.

Have a happy Thanksgiving, Teresa!

That’s not what I was toad … or am I just hallucinating?

This webcomic is not as random as you think it salad

Raw frog reality is preferable to reality.

hey! that’s my grandma’s house

Is “raw-frog” a verb or an adjective?

Go ahead, you’ve already got your toes over the line.

And so, since this photo was taken, the “X” was never to be seen again, the woman sold the house and took her kitty to a new city so no one would know who she was…rumors are circulating that she poisoned him and buried him in the back yard…..police are baffled but continue to search and dig……

Raw-frogging reality isn’t as hopped up as it seems. Still, it beats toad-telling truths and conspiracy-croaking cabals.

Get real … raw frogging requires a gig …!

( frog went a-courtin’, and he did ride, Uh-huh )

Where do you go when you’re toad away?

- Firesign Theatre

Yes. As a form of ongoing protest, I have resolved to flush all “flushable” wipes, regardless of whether or how much their claims of flushability are specious, spurious, and significantly sanguine.

Raw Frog do or Raw Frog don’t. That is the question.

I really like the art in this one, and the transparent overlays give it a warming charm and plays nicely with the light source.

Isn’t raw-frogging reality what we do around here? I mean, as a regular thing.

The cat knows.

…‘ol gramma sure was a looker way back when in her 40’s…

…Pops, though was thick into The Order of Jonah…

…he didn’t, “Give a carp about anything but the order”…

… the order appropriated the use of Green Stamps…

…one more book and Pops wouldn’t have to wear the hood and hour before the meetings…

…he’d of earned his Michigan J. Frog lapel pin…

…yep, stocking the A&P would be much easier after that…

…and grandma could afford an apron to go over that risque house dress…

…just look at her…

…she’d better be wearing hose to put out that fire…

Why not indeed!

… in one … Two … THREE …⁉️

Movement? Statement? Cosplay? “X” marks Jolly Roger’s spot.

Popeyes Treasure Island?

Peanut Butt Jailor.

Jellor or bust.

If you had bumps on the upper?

Alice and I Will Die Alice?

That’s a big outhouse.

Comatose and The Debbie’s Turnamose.

Flip The Frog when over a hot grill.

Rumble and not Rawble.

Have you ever played, The Scrawable, with Scarecrow.

Scrawable for two thousand Mitch.

Scrabble tiles and steamed hot dawg buns.

Another one just like the other one.

The Dick and Bunny Funnies.

The Queen’s two.

The Hooded Person is plotting an ambush.

Busch Beers is a reliable belly button popper to get drunk.

_*THE CATS SNEAKERS ARE THE STRONG BOX ON THE STAGE COACH.

Today’s Festive, Restive, Holiday-esque Senryū du Jour:

Halloween Tardis!

Daleks aplenty: All tricks,

no shortage of tweets.

I was going to say “Worst KKK outfit ever”. Maybe he had XXX on the hood, but his wife didn’t like it, thought it made him look pornographic, or like a jug of moonshine.

… FOUR … Five …six …⁉️

All and All,

It was Just bricks in the Pyramid.

“Not all at once.

Just raise the temp a wee bit at a time, then see what happens."

— The 2025 Potboiler Handbook

Parker Brother’s…

Park it

Wait till after the Inauguration

…elote the glass ceiling…

… que pasa the mole…

…brother Victor asks …

…what’s with all the new …

…but empty warehouses along the interstate exits?…

…well…

…if you are deporting the help…

…you’re going to need concentrate camps to fill the void…

…just say it’s cheap public housing…

…say you missed your court date for your car’s blinker only working half the time…

…pick tomatoes until the season is over…

…then…

…you’re good to go…

…meanwhile…

…in Froglandia…

…raw frog reality states…

…if the sum of all fears is equal to…

…peak production ratio…

…Rocky road will have to have more chocolate sryup syrup…

… ten, Lem, TW-ELF …!

( A.K.A. already did “Sem ate nein”… but I stole “Lem” )

E-Gor, E-mailed me.

One raw egg in my milk shake.

Today’s “Scenes from a Holiday Trifecta” Senryū du Jour:

White or dark? Leg, wing,

or some breast? Here or to go?

Paper-Plastic fest!

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‘K — you carve. I’ll rip.

Doggies’ bags? Cats’ pajamas?

Maybe in toads’ stools?

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Hey! Frog got my tongue-

sandwich-on-rye-on-the-fly!

’Shroom gravy bloat nigh…