Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for December 19, 2011

Well, as long as it’s only spit. (you did spell that right, didn’t you?)

You wanted wooden prosthetic legs, you got ’em. Quit whining! Ptui!

Got it! The old house is in Coudersport, Penn., and the photo is labelled as “fixer-upper”on Dempster Lane’s blog:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/29766902@N00/387371265/in/photostream

Vlad, guess it’s official.. tomorrow will be one month since FAX has had an up-date… think as the new “Go-Comic” overlords are a bit less strict (example: “Reading” in da blog) FAX may have outlived it’s short sometimes humorous life..

oh, Winston. as much as you tend to cheer up a room when you enter, sometimes you can be such a gloomy gus.Just think about your love for big brother, give yourself a shave with a rusty, worn out blade and have another shot of victory gin.There, now. Isn’t life good?

I wonder if Barbara Bates has a Master Bates? If not, I could make myself available to her.

The “Turn Turn Turn” illustration is a picture of the famous puzzle called “Alexander’s Star.” I had a large collection of these puzzles at one time. You can see one on the left here. This one left my ownership some time ago, and I just offloaded another bunch on eBay for a princely sum. But without question, this was one of the real headcrackers and a brilliantly devised toy.

I am with 3Hour. When is Mz T going to get off of this Pollyana kick she is on?

And a Merry Mischief and Sappy Poo Year to you, too!

And thank goodness for spit; lubricity is much nicer than chaffing.

So what else is new?

Teresa, I’m happy to be off Vlad’s “Kill” list, and I’ll do my best to get dropped from his “Maim” list as well. (That’s FA for you, always raising unexpected challenges and rewards.)

Where would we be without our Froggy?Our lives would be dull,Our minds would be foggy.

We’d never know Vlad,And those lovelies, old and young.And Fishnet Fridays would have never begun.

We’d never know the joys of Ursula Martinez,See a naked Russian, naked fruit, a poster child,Or how to hold a book upon one’s BLEEP.

Teresa is our drug of choice,Our whimsical lass,Our daily voice.