Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for February 08, 2013

Ah, I love the smell of a good rhyme in the morning!

Winky stinky.

Frog’s winker and stinker are laid on the shelf,If you want any more you can adumbrate it yourself…

Too tired to rhyme,It’s just not the timeTo eulogize winkers and stinkersBut in words that are fine,And spilfs that are mine.I recognize Teresa’s a thinker.

Ah, the pompitous of love…

I couldn’t find ‘spiflicate’ in the dictionary.

The lease on my ear is up.

Dang, Gaijinrabbit stole my ‘ear-renting mallardy’ pun.Now only the blanks are left.

Blog As to the pointing lady, I’d like to point out that she is really wearing the wrong kind of shoes for this terrain.

The woman’s breasts in the Anoro painting don’t just keep drawing the viewer’s attention away from the brightly set table, they seem to be trying to draw the setting off the table.

Wankin’ mallard plucker! Wherefore the Brit slant, T., queen of the great American fly-over zone?

Splif-i-liscious ear licking! Count me in!

Sweet Jemima Puddleduck has slid seamlessly into her new career.

Regarding that nonsensical translation of French on that very curious postcard: “Tous les jours de la pluie” is more aptly translated “Raining all the time.”

Beat duck. He needs to be wearing a beret.

Ah, memories! Spiflicate; what young comic strip characters would try do to each other in the boys’ comic books of the 40s and 50s. Or even earlier perhaps, sort of phrase a Bertie Wooster would use.

My wanker,in my spankster

Presenting the great blues musician…Duck Blind Willie.

Deliciously lame today, Teresa! Can’t fill in the blanks, just shoot ’em.

It actually is a word.. ! 9240 hits in Google

RE: The Snack. I had several Marine DI’s who could do that to your ass quite well.

RE: Vent (on blog)-This was actually a patented fire escape chute that was installed on some buildings, including some schools, in the 1800’s in lieu of the exposed metal stairs.

Dolly Parton and Carol Burnett on blog-

From 1977, Dolly Parton and Carol Burnett Live at the Grand Old Opry.

Am I the only disturbed, and seriously creeped out, by the fact that the President of the United States not only painted self portraits of himself showering and bathing, but also sent them to his sister? I knew he was narcissistic, but this is seriously warped.

“Snack” put me in mind of Ah L’amour by Don Herzfeldt.

♬ ♩ ♫ ♪✘ ✓It would appear the character glitch has been repaired.

I’m a little more disturbed by the fact that the media (and bloggers for that matter) seem unconcerned “about publishing personal messages that were, in essence, stolen goods.” The Washington Post, 2-9-13

Could it be that the lingering effects of Bush Derangement Syndrome are at work here? I suspect if someone else (our sitting President, perhaps?) had produced similar work, then these self same critics of W would be clamoring for a special showing in the Musée du Louvre.

I just blank this comic strip. It made me blank until I was blankety blanked.

That painting that Bush did of his mom was the greatest. Also, the bathtub— stolen goods, ha ha! I have been trying for decades to like something about that man. Now I finally have it! I like his paintings.

It’s kinky if you use a feather. Perverted is when you use the whole chicken.

@blog, @rotifer: I have the same pattern on my plates! yay!

A. You forgot about my avatar (which I refer to as “Touchdown Teresa”).

B. To PARAPHRASE (which by your logic is the moral equivalent of stealing, too) Mark Twain, “Never pick a fight with a woman who buys electronic ink by the barrel.”

P.S. Mom says “hi” (and thanks for the shout out).

P.P.S. You know I still love* you, don’t you?

* In the way all citizens of the universe are supposed to love one another, and not in a creepy, cyber-stalking, “that’s-the-reason-I-created-Vlad” sort of way.

…and a bunny for Happy At Home, ’cause we all know he likes bunnies

There is too much insanity on the blog! I can not comment on it all!