Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for January 16, 2013

Must be the meltdown round.

Well, I’d suggest you wrap a sterile cloth around your man-boobs so you don’t drip. Then, eat some (good) applesauce. Now, what was the question?

there are eels in my hovercraft

In other words, he is Hot with a capital H. Better grab him quick, ladies.

Can you prove your nipples are part of your LSD trip?

Why are my fingernails smiling back at me?

Farmer Johnson had a girl,A lovely baby daughter.He named her Oleomargarine,For he hadn’t any but her.

I never knew applesauce even HAD nipples. You live and learn.

It is now illegal to gather glass at glass beach.

Better tie a string to the nipple rings.

That’s funny, my nipples are freezing. Bloody climate change, wish it would make up its mind.

both are bad

As a guy who runs a lot, I’ll say that melting sounds preferable to all the chafing. Yay for Body Glide!

Sore nipples. Condition of distance running.

Ya better check your polar icecap, too . .and cut back on your sauce . . ☻

“Climate doesn’t have a mind” – then why is it out to get me?

the wind knows all

Save the best for last.“Always remember the last:”:Said the Echoes

Your nipples are made from yellow margarine?

Re: Blog LILLIAN GISHI was lucky enough to have worked with Ms. Gish in a summer stock theatre production back in the early ‘60s. What an incredibly sweet and kind lady ! She didn’t talk a great deal about herself or her sister or her work in silent films but she did talk about film director D.W. Griffiths. She was a pleasure to work with and a very talented actress.

so, what was the bad applesauce question?

We recently found mice where I work. So, I really loved Mouse Snatched by Hawk. Good for the hawk.

I most certainly was.

That cadet who freed the mouse knows how parents feel when they send their kids off to college.

Hello, Nurse! Those pretty ladies were still just spending a nickel for that Coke. In 1899, the Coca-Cola company negotiated a deal with two enterprising attorneys that stipulated the sale of coke syrup to bottlers at a fixed price… forever. Bad deal. If bottlers or a retailer wanted to raise prices, Coke was out of luck. So in order to sell as much product as possible and keep the price at 5¢, Coke blanketed the nation with advertising which prominently featured the price. Even though the contract was finally renegotiated, the gozillions of vending machines across the country which were engineered to take only nickels, still kept the price from rising, although by 1948 the company was starting to feel upward pressure on price, finally yielding to the increased cost of bottling around 1959. The president of Coke even asked Eisenhower, a hunting buddy, for help in encouraging the Treasury to issue a 7.5¢ coin so that vending machines could generate a bit more revenue,but (obviously) without any luck. According to an inflation calculator, what cost $.05 in 1899 would cost $1.33 in 2011. Given that a bottle of Coke in those days was 6.5 ounces, that still makes paying $1.49 for a 20-ounce bottle of high-fructose corn syrup a good deal – (economically, not measured in terms of health!)