Attack of the killer frog.
This was horrible, I'm so mean.
Yesterday we started the day off by relaxing around the pond with some fishing pals and their prima donna wives. After a couple of hours of drinking the lady's feel the urge to visit the restroom so off they went. As soon as they got out of ear shot, I told my pals "we should be hearing some screaming coming from my shop in a minute or so" don’t worry about it, trust me.
30 seconds later it happened.
The attack of the killer frog.
Ya see, I have two frogs that like to hide/hang around the back side of my toilet (it's nice and cool on hot days..i guess) when someone sits down on the toilet, the frogs make a B line for the door right in front of your feet….are you getting the picture yet?
When them three lady's exited the restroom and building, they were still screaming and Kathy (the one on the pot) was still trying to pull her shorts up…….
me and the boys toasted each other and fished on.
Sunday morning update: Kathy (the victim) did not think it was very funny, she ask…..when will I ever grow up? NEVER….thank you very much.
The Killer Frog.