Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for May 27, 2011

But they care naught for you, Frank…

Sounds more like Clown fish syndrome.

Oh man, seldom seem proofreading marks — too much! Luv’n ’em.

A little “Red Meat”-ish. But I love “Red Meat.” It’s all good.

Gee, I do that all over Lane Briant.

re blog… that one wiener thing… makes sense, no matter what your gender….

Is 1946 the first year they made hose without seams in the back?

sorry rotifer, here in raptureland there is no laughter or fun. there is only clouds, harps and Tammy Faye. they don’t even have cable up here.

what a f….king drag

that tornado dog looked very similar to my long departed dog Kaya whom I have frequent visits from in my dreams.

I much prefer Xenon Tetras – or Neon Pentas.

Neon Pintos? Where is this going? BTW, there is nothing more boaring than a taint.

Those wieners only ruin a good insalata caprese.

Nighthawks, they all ready thought of that, you don’t need cable. Everything is stored in the cloud. Get with the future.

Teresa, I’m just the snake oil salesman you need to cure your blog’s lameness! One bottle of my elixir, and you’ll have the unlamest blog on the web. BUT WAIT! If you act now, I’ll throw in a bottle of my love potion for free. All you pay is shipping and handling.