So many passed so young in the early days, suffering and toiling to make the dream of Froglandia a reality. From the Lovefeel Lava spews to the far plains of Reconstituted Freeze-Dried comestibles, where the lump-lumps roam free, this land is their land. This place, this land-locked island nation without clear borders, this land is, and will forever be, their home. We, lazy and pampered as we are, the decadent wastrel inheritors of the fruits of their labors, and the jams produced from, we them raise our toast in salute!
My, oh my, such a dark comic. Nuns in my part of the country can wear unmarked clothes too, in place of the habit. They can live in the community, outside the old convents.
I see, so, that is what happened to A Scented Flower after Vlad had taken the time to Frog Flog him/her, whoever; in an attempt to cut down on Frog Applause readers..
My friend, Ray-C, told me that I was dead and buried. Hoorah, it’s a miracle, I’ve arisen! (however briefly) Hello to all the Frog Applausians, and Sister Teresa, who is, no, I mean of the Perpetual Lame.
I am convinced that Sister Teresa, having mastered the art of ‘hopping’ lamely, is approaching the Order of St Beryl with a view to taking an advanced course in the sacred art of ‘leaping’: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-TLLEAyyXxs
Unmarked, not forgotten, tended perpetually by Sister Teresa of the Perpetual Lame, the early inhabitants lie quiet now, stilled by the unpredictable eructations of the Overlords. Even the Frog Blog has been silenced, and the lame shadows lie heavily upon this fabled ground, the home-at-last of Froglandians whether still with us or prodigal….
Each night soil filled, and and soon to host a shrubbery. Only slightly higher (than the others) so you get the two-level effect with a little path running down the middle.
Meh~tdology, fka Pepelaputr over 6 years ago
Yeah, where the heck IS FlightSuit?
(Does Sister Teresa know she’s beating out Pibgorn for followers?)
Bill Thompson over 6 years ago
Hey, mine is marked! “Out To Lunch,” that is.
Randy B Premium Member over 6 years ago
Froglandians sprout from spores. There will be a new crop in the spring.
Brass Orchid Premium Member over 6 years ago
So many passed so young in the early days, suffering and toiling to make the dream of Froglandia a reality. From the Lovefeel Lava spews to the far plains of Reconstituted Freeze-Dried comestibles, where the lump-lumps roam free, this land is their land. This place, this land-locked island nation without clear borders, this land is, and will forever be, their home. We, lazy and pampered as we are, the decadent wastrel inheritors of the fruits of their labors, and the jams produced from, we them raise our toast in salute!
The Old Wolf over 6 years ago
I woke up this morning and found myself absent from the obituaries, so I suppose my marker is not to be seen yet.
Mad-ge Dish Soap over 6 years ago
My, oh my, such a dark comic. Nuns in my part of the country can wear unmarked clothes too, in place of the habit. They can live in the community, outside the old convents.
Arianne over 6 years ago
Here’s to all those discalced sisters and brothers, who helped to lay the foundations of Froglandia’s Interior Castle of Lame.
May the moat turtles silently sing your praises forever!
Arianne over 6 years ago
Sanctuary! Sanctuary!
For the Lame, and even the Quasi-Lame-o’s.
Linguist over 6 years ago
Her ministrations to the disaffected, distracted defectors, from defecation dens, has drawn detractors.
Mad-ge Dish Soap over 6 years ago
Elmer’s glue gone Mr Magoo.
Arianne over 6 years ago
Discalced= shoeless.
And, if you go shoeless long enough, you could end up… LAME!
coltish1 over 6 years ago
A moment of lame silence for Margueritem, please.
coltish1 over 6 years ago
We remark the silent, hulking presence of a man thought to be the groundskeeper. He turns suddenly to face us – VLAD!
gigagrouch over 6 years ago
BRING BACK THE FROG BLOG!! Please, Teresa?
Rotifer NOT GETTING RUBEN BOLLING’S PIN Thalweg Premium Member over 6 years ago
A fitting end for some people (I’m looking at you Joe-Allen “Don’t Call Me Joe”).
INGSOC over 6 years ago
I see, so, that is what happened to A Scented Flower after Vlad had taken the time to Frog Flog him/her, whoever; in an attempt to cut down on Frog Applause readers..
Oxnate over 6 years ago
Here lies Oxnate. Overdosed on Viagra. His girlfriend took it very hard.
margueritem over 6 years ago
My friend, Ray-C, told me that I was dead and buried. Hoorah, it’s a miracle, I’ve arisen! (however briefly) Hello to all the Frog Applausians, and Sister Teresa, who is, no, I mean of the Perpetual Lame.
Peam Premium Member over 6 years ago
I am convinced that Sister Teresa, having mastered the art of ‘hopping’ lamely, is approaching the Order of St Beryl with a view to taking an advanced course in the sacred art of ‘leaping’: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-TLLEAyyXxs
Happy, happy, happy!!! over 6 years ago
Am i still here?
Radish the wordsmith over 6 years ago
Froglandia forebare
To dig the dust enclosed here
Blessed be the man who spares this stone
Cursed be he who moves my bones.
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Willy the Snake
Mad-ge Dish Soap over 6 years ago
Head Stones Will Roll
Mad-ge Dish Soap over 6 years ago
Did I Make The Grade
Sisyphos over 6 years ago
Unmarked, not forgotten, tended perpetually by Sister Teresa of the Perpetual Lame, the early inhabitants lie quiet now, stilled by the unpredictable eructations of the Overlords. Even the Frog Blog has been silenced, and the lame shadows lie heavily upon this fabled ground, the home-at-last of Froglandians whether still with us or prodigal….
“Well, I’ve got be shovelling off….”
Meh~tdology, fka Pepelaputr over 6 years ago
Each night soil filled, and and soon to host a shrubbery. Only slightly higher (than the others) so you get the two-level effect with a little path running down the middle.
olivefoote over 6 years ago
Instead of 10 Hail Marys, I’ve decided to say 10 Hail Moat Turtles.