Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for June 07, 2011

First your face, then your body, Little One. The Devil is here for you! (P.S. I prefer orange juice, with lots of pulp—not pulp fiction!)

JEANNE HÉBUTERNE: another person you never learn of in HS art class.

Nah, just click on all comments and then you can get the blog link.

Thanks for the MacGyver link, Teresa—there’s 20 minutes of my life I’ll never get back…

I didn’t know I could rent Mother Thalweg! I wonder what Rent-a-Grandma’s rates are.

dogsniff; more like a facelift

For a teetotaler, unexpected applejack is a gift from heaven.Really! I had no idea it had gone bad…

I like Apple Jacks. They’re an important part of a nutritious breakfast.

♬ Now we don’t like peaches cause peaches ferment, And peaches ferment at the least little dent, Oh can you imagine a sorrier sight Than a man drunk on peaches he thought were alright!Away, away with rum by gum, With rum by gum, With rum by gum, Away, away with rum by gum, The song of the Salvation Army. ♬

Hey! There’s Grandmother Thalweg again… I didn’t know she was into enterprise…

Ganny Boom Boom may be too busy to respond. She’s technically challenged, and it’s taking her a long time to figure out how to unfollow @AnthonyWeiner and hide their tweet threads.

♪♫We never eat cookies cause cookies have yeast; and one little bite turns a man to a beast!! Can you imagine a greater disgrace than a man in the gutter with crumbs on his face?♫♫♪….☻

Hey Lefty, I think she’s on to us.

A snifter of Calvados is a fine way to dull senses. I find it helps to do so on a regular basis.

♬ ♩ ♫ ♪ Now we don’t like fruitcake cause it’s full of rum! And one little bite turns a man to a bum! Can you imagine a sorrier sight, Than a man eating fruitcake untll he’s got tight? ♬ ♩ ♫ ♪

Buddha beer and apple bears, that’s quite a bunny, honey. Try grape-cranberry juice….your senses will soar.

Great pic of John Wayne Gacy with Rosalyn Carter on the blog!

does anyone else find this comic disturbing? And where is the humor? This is worse than Fred Bassit

I’d personally prefer a snifter of Calavos, but they just don’t swirl as mesmerizingly in the glass.

And to conclude the song.

♪♬ We’re coming, we’re coming, our brave little band.On the right side of temperance we do take our stand.We don’t use tobacco because we do think…That the people who use it are likely to drink. Away, away with rum, by gum, rum, by gum, rum, by gum.Away, away with rum, by gum, the song of the Temperance Union. ♪♬♬ — Chad Mitchell Trio

It’s zider miss, zider ill do ‘at to yoo.Yoove got to be cairful miss, verry strongand powerful.I’d be cairful were I yoo, miss

And furthermore, Bille Dawn Blues Strip reminds me of the dwarf dancing in “Twin Peaks”, music and gyrations

Dear Ms. shytimes2 You know I think so highly of you that I consider you as a sister (albeit a much younger one). So, although I do hate it ever so much, I feel I must disagree with you about that nice Mr. x_tech. As a card carrying member of the Anti-Saloon League, my breast swells with pride whenever I am reminded of the lyrics to songs that inspired the heralds of moral failure. You should practice abstinence in ALL things my dear. It is liberating (and Gaia only knows there were many nights I wished I had taken my own advice as I waited for Rotifer at various detox centers, bail bond parlours, lasagna dens, and Anita Bryant concerts).Sincerely,Rotifer’s Mother