Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for August 10, 2023

Pretending is fun.

1 Challenger to the space center in the game of love.

Petting required to be an animal to the company store in the back yard.

Beth, so afraid of Gene’s tounge..

Not pretending necessary.

Pretend to pretend.

Bang, Bang, OOOOh, Shot down over Banger, Maine…

Seems unnecessary.

I like her.

But it’s not cold and/or lonely anymore if you’re lying in it.

i’d like to scan her upc

Fantasy dreams will carry one through the night…

Come on! You’ve made an appearance on Frog Applause. You mean something to millions!

And I like how well your new nightgown and dress coordinate. Très chic!

the great pretender.

Re: Blog- The ‘I don’t understand folks’ need a super-linear story line spelled out for them, aka “Nancy.” Fancy Panda requires too many mental gymnastics to reveal the humor.

Cursive is hard to read.

I don’t like things that are difficult.

P.S. How about a link to Garrett Morris shouting out the text of each FA so we don’t even have to read anything?

Once and for all … is it “canceled” or “cancelled” …? Airline Departure Boards aren’t a reliable source … seemingly, they tend to lean toward the “one L” because it’s shorter and quicker to write, but that’s not always the case …!

Ahhh the “L” with it … FA has spoken …!

( too lazy to Gaggle )

I’m likin’ the look of this comic. Another gallery piece!

This gives me wonderful thoughts of a cold bed… it’s still over 100 degrees here in Austin… longest stretch of 100+ days in 125 years. Can’t wait for a cold bed, maybe sometime in January 2024 ; )

You are someone’s reason to smile :-)

…if you can’t paint a salt factory…

…at least erase your guild horse database…

…golly, Carol …

…you’re right!…

…that ain’t no pimple!…

…all dressed up and no place to come…

…or go…

…Andy looked on in disheartenment…

…from the window in his corner apartment…

…Carol was so awesome and brilliant, and above his league…

…sooo freaking beautiful…

…Andy signed…

…look at her…

…a nighty…

…outside in daylight…

…was there nothing that gorgeous & popular girls couldn’t do??!…

…Andy stepped down from tippioes and thought…

…and saddly signed again…

…Gladys, from the apartment two floors up across the street …

…with ancient fingers, Gladys turned the pirate style eyeglass a tad…

…took a look…

..Aaah, there’s Romeo and juliet…

…she took the eyeglass away from her face…

…those two sad sack star crossed lovers…

…I wish something could be done…

…Gladys put the spyglass back up to her eye…

…and smiled a big happy crooked smile that made her wrinkles shine like silver…

…the smile widened…

…I believe I know just the right something to be done…

If it weren’t for your self-loathing you likely could have at some point meant something to someone.

Might as well.

Pretending can be powerful. It can lift you up, and it can bring you down. Might as well wear a pretty gown.

And wake up in the morning with the nightgown twisted around a few times…

Don’t kid yourself, Sweetheart. At this point, no nightie is gonna get you any attention. You will continue to sleep alone. That’s the harsh reality. No one knows, no one cares. It’s a lame bedtime story, but if it’s any consolation, you can be sure that it hasn’t got a Happy Ending….