Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for July 25, 2023

The fecking king has no fecking feck.

What is that in his right hand? It looks like a shell.

…the king was not amused…

…so the jester was given his own balls to juggle…

…he went from punch line…

..to the unemployment line…

…once a king always a king…

…but once a knight is not enough…

…see…

…the jester should had led with that…

…but now he has blue balls with no where to go…

…talk about lame…

…I get no respect…

…I asked my father if I could go ice skating…

…he said wait until it gets warmer…

…the queen loves to talk to the king while she’s having wink – wink…

…the other night the king got a phone call…

…but I jest…

Why does a king need such a heavy wimple? God doesn’t make Nuns adopt brow-crushing headgear when he partners with them to rule the unlearned and unwashed.

What, no Balls Your Sire…

I Myself, have the biggest Balls of them All.

From the looks of the priest, I’d guess he’s had his run already. He can at least revel in alll those ’l’s.

less is more…

So it’s the queen, then?

This may be the reason when I go out I feel like I’m missing something!

That is no nut for the nut less.

Cllearlly, there’s ‘L’ to pay

Good Golly Miss Molly at the two lock box.

“The play’s the thing wherein we’ll catch the castration of the King!”

This is so cool. I’ve only caught the last days of Alfred the Great on video. Thanks, Teresa!

My kingdom for a (fill in the blank).

The 1-L Lame, that’s the least. The 2-L Llame, that’s a beast. But I would bet a private plane, there isn’t any 3-L Llame!

What a week it’s been for his majesty, and it’s only Tuesday

I don’t care. When you have no care, you are careless.

King Wallace

But you still have your tiddlywinks.

Bad news. The king won’t succeed. See: “Sparks Balls lyrics.”

Hear Ye, Hear Ye … The king is done siring …!

( the L you say … yessir )

Naked and afraid; just the way we like ‘em.

English Gothic humor at its best, no less!

(And it’s a good vintage, too.)

OUCH!