Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for January 08, 2024

…he was Mr. Cool…

…pharmaceutical salesman supreme…

…Mr. Cool was like a nice warm bubble shower to all the pharmacy cashier gals in his territory…

… they swooned…

…and got the vapours…

…from 13 pharmacist daughter, Lynne…

…to 72 year old…

…been there forever…

…Gladys…

…his free samples made their throats numb…

…put idiot smiles on all their faces…

…but Mr. Cool’s real adventures didn’t start until he hit ‘Nam in ’65…

…but that’s a story for another time…

The pickle vendor grabbed a cab over to “Tex!”

…and all he got was a 1940’s suit!

Joe the WW2 vet enrolled in the International Correspondence School course for Hydraulics that he saw in “Popular Mechancs,” and his boss has noticed his increased competence. He just got the promotion he and his wife had been dreaming of, and he’s sitting on top of the world. He’s making REAL MONEY NOW!

It was the stealth toothpaste.

He’s in disguise as a pickpocket packing a peck of pickled peppers in his pants pocket.

And it wasn’t easy. But hard work and perseverance ultimately paid off.

But try as he might, he just wasn’t any good at pocket pool.

does he have rockets in his pockets ?

He was, Mr. Know It All

Stevie Wonder

All new minidrones from Roncomatic. Be the fly on the wall. Amaze your friends, bug your enemies.

One day at the county fair…

He was a “suave and debonair” guy and all the ladies calling bingo swooned when he entered the room…but that dill-y of a surveillance pickle just went sweet-n-sour on him! He was investigating that famous Flying Pickle -Finger of Fate and had no new leads…

With his power topcoat nothing could stop him.

There seems to be a pickle theme today. Tex, Speed Bump, Frog Applause… maybe Day By Dave should declare today National Pickle Day? Who’s with me?!

but at least he looks GREAT!

I get why he would want to flummox the surveillance pickle vendors—you never knew who they’d remember, or what they’d say. But why the bingo callers? Was he perhaps not winning enough, the way he saw it?

Surveillance pickles wear out fast.

B 39! B 39! No, no, I seem to be just fine, thank you.

That joke ages well, just like a fine pickle.

I will never pick a peck of pickled peppers. (Or trust a pickle vendor!)

Hmmm, just trying to figure out what a surveillance pickle vendor do. Very intriguing.

Essential skills for a forensic botanist.

I am neither of those, and I am flummoxed. What a pickle.

But of course. You are, after all, the re-embodiment of the fabled Man in the Grey Flannel Suit who ruled Madison Avenue back in the heyday. Just be careful for those crafty Surveillance Pickles: they’re everywhere!