ADVISORY TO FLEEING NEVADA RESIDENTS
Whatever you do, do NOT flee to Australia.
(Thansk to Dan Traylor)
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Whatever you do, do NOT flee to Australia.
(Thansk to Dan Traylor)
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And don't let your dog lick toads!!
Posted by: sthnbelle | March 27, 2007 at 02:36 PM
Or, considering their size, let the toads lick your dog??
Posted by: sthnbelle | March 27, 2007 at 02:37 PM
That Toad looks exactly like M. Jackson !
Posted by: Texas | March 27, 2007 at 02:37 PM
I think I know someone who wants to meet this rampant male...http://www.mediabum.com/html/Big-Snake-Eats-A-Huge-Frog.html
Sorry, I have forgotten how to do links...
Posted by: Esther | March 27, 2007 at 02:39 PM
*RIBBIT*
Posted by: Siouxie | March 27, 2007 at 02:43 PM
Esther's link. (Cannot forget how to do links... does links for a freaking living...)
Posted by: Clean Hands | March 27, 2007 at 02:44 PM
thanks CH. My brain is too overloaded with useless information to retain this between instances where I want to post something...
Posted by: Esther | March 27, 2007 at 02:47 PM
holy toady! riiiiiiiiiibet.
Posted by: queensbee | March 27, 2007 at 02:47 PM
Whopping Hoppers and the Rampant Males WBAGNFARB, needless to say....
Posted by: DeskDiva | March 27, 2007 at 02:53 PM
dog lick it? I was going to volunteer
Posted by: Chaz | March 27, 2007 at 03:00 PM
Earwig Alert: Adam Raised a Cain by Bruce Springsteen
In the summer that I was baptized,
My father showed me the words he wrote,
And he put me in the water,
To see if I could float.
We were prisoners of love,
a love of frogs and dogs,
He was laughin’ in the doorway,
I was laughin' in the rain,
both with the same hot poison
burning in our veins,
Adam licked a cane.
All of the old faces,
Ask when you’re comin’ back,
And they give you a lick of froggy,
But the taste of sort of whack.
In the darkness of the game,
Your mother calls you by your true name,
You remember the names faces, the places busy,
You know it's still not over,
as you’re feeling sort of dizzy,
Adam licked a cane.
In the Bible Cain slew Abel
And East of Eden he was cast,
You're born into life frog licking,
for the sins of your amphibian past,
Daddy licked his whole life,
for nothing but the pain,
Now he walks these empty rooms,
looking for froggies to blame,
You inherit the sins,
you inherit the shame,
Adam licked a cane.
Licked but not forgotten,
from the dark part of the moat,
Adam licked a cane.
(*Croak*)
Posted by: PirateBoy | March 27, 2007 at 03:37 PM
Rampant Male Frog WBAGNFARB
Posted by: ShadowKatmandu | March 27, 2007 at 03:43 PM
Maybe they need to develop a tasted for fried toad's legs.
Posted by: Beppie | March 27, 2007 at 03:54 PM
That's a big toad, but I'm not sure if about a pound and a half really counts as "the size of a small dog".
Key quote, because I'm juvenile like that:
Mr Sawyer said he was surprised by the toad's sex.
Really, who wouldn't be?
Posted by: daisyj | March 27, 2007 at 06:36 PM
It's the new best seller: "Run, Ribbet, Run"
Posted by: marfie | March 27, 2007 at 06:38 PM
"Toad busts"??? I don't even want to go there.
Posted by: ScottMGS | March 27, 2007 at 08:48 PM