Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for August 07, 2022

I think they’re going for goolies, not curtain rods.

What exactly is being sliced?

Are those two hand-some fellows castrating a bull/ram?

Teresa…I am so happy you find the different drummer! Tillman (a devoted fan-boy)

‘Uncontrollable curtain rods’? Perhaps they need something heavy, like a bathmat.

I know a little bit about swift currents and I’m no stranger to licentiousness, but I can’t say I ever imagined them in the same prepositional phase.

And there you have it. A ship, inside a bottle!

The only pipe dream I ever had was wishing my side copper would deliver H2O to my bed’s in the front….

I found myself inside what seemed to be a workshop, of sorts. No telling what it was meant to be. Not that I knew what room had what designation in any case. I knew bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and living room. I’d heard of others, but my experience was limited by circumstance to those four. And basements. But this was no basement. It was a mess though, and dad’s workroom was in the basement. So I guessed workroom. The floors were dusty, and footprints had cleared areas, showing recent, and concentrated, activity here. Somebody was being handy here, and with Pocoyo as my witness, I swear that I could not say the purpose of their efforts. The center of the array of disorder seemed to be a circle of rooftop TV antennas. Probably discards, removed when analog TV died. But why were they here? And where was something gross I could poke with a stick? I needed a juice box, and time to think. But there were no coolers or refrigerators in sight, and I heard somebody coming. I ducked behind a workbench and made myself small and quiet.

Thing, and his seldom-seen brother, Tool, use a scalpel to root out the decoy drain pipe. Accordingly, they chant the standard phrases from the Bath Mat production departments, using only those accepted as canonical.

What a load of bol locks.

The cut-up technique (or découpé in French) is an aleatory literary technique in which a written text is cut up and rearranged to create a new text. The concept can be traced to at least the Dadaists of the 1920s, but was popularized in the late 1950s and early 1960s by writer William S. Burroughs.

Bull Plucky …!

Ceci n’est pas un reve d’une pipe.

This must be that Froglandian version of the Blue Man Group I keep hearing so much about. Seems legit.

Is that a curtain rod or are you just happy to see me? Oh my, here’s a towel…

I don’t wanna seem like a stodgy old literalist! But I am really having a hard time trying to come up with any kind of even quasi-logical comment based on today’s panel.

A, B: testicular units. C: castration-knife. D,E: semi-human creaturoids, over-dressed and under-handed. I want my DaDa!

? Text undecipherable. Any old pipe dream in a storm!

Hand to Hand hard ball.

I’m late. Rabbit luv…

Scalpo pooo pooo