Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for June 07, 2010

Are they toasted?

Steel Rolled, too.

Only if they’re Quaker-puffed. Puffed oats could be interesting.

With raisins?

No, but if you’ve got wild ones, I suppose I could help you sew them.

Tell me your “oats” aren’t sweaty or hairy.

There are SOME things you may not know about Teresa - she is NOT what you think:

Teresa is dangerous. She knows how to kill

(If you think you saw this Sunday, no you didn’t - go check!)

Only if you plan sifting my grain.

Before or after you plow the field?

Teresa is obviously on a “mooning” jag in today’s blg. Are these like the oats in the Piano Lesson?

I used to go out Sat nights and sow wild oats Went to church Sun and prayed for a crop failure.

I prefer Muesli.

Ah! The mystery of Mr. Quaker’s enigmatic smile is solved!

Dangit. I just found out that only I can prevent forest fires. I didn’t know it was my job. Sorry about that folks. I just hope I don’t find out that preventing oil spills was my job too.

isn’t that Barbara Bush?

June Lang…it should be against the law to be that beautiful.

My highly regarded and warmly welcomed report on The Blog:

(1) “Don’t let breast cancer steal second base.” That is so clever!! Takes us back to high school, doesn’t it? (2) Coneheads got cankles?

Hmmmm! Now we know where the phrase “Feeling one’s oats” comes from!

Not on your Life!

Quaker Terrorist!

Quaker Terrorist!

Quaker Terrorist!

Quaker Terrorist!

Quaker Terrorist!

Whoa, Matthew. Whoa, buddy.