Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for June 04, 2015

An old Brotherhood move would be to say, “Indubitably, no doubt about it.”

Talk about stinging in the rain . . .

Yes, I should have given you a left-handed umbrella.

Judgmental

Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame…..

Okay, okay, I admit it! I did it! You’ll never take me alive, dirty copper, see? Nobody puts Baby in a corner, see? [Wait a minute. I think I’m mixing tropes….]

I regret to inform you that I don’t think you hate saying that at all.

PLEASE!!! You’re raining on my parade.

The plastic lawn flamingo stood immovable in its judgment that the blame was mine.So I mowed around it.I will return with the string trimmer when its guard is down.I will apologize insincerely as the angry monofilament stings its metal supports.Unless it rains.Then I will wait, and brood and plan my revenge.

Have my ex wives been talking with you?

Yes, yes it is.

Believe me, you’re not the first one to say that.

Happy is closer to a fault than I am,The fault lies in the ocean, Unlike Bonny, who lies over the fault.

I take possession of no faults; the hurricanes are bad enough.

Oh, Happy… !Meet Wally the Angora Bunny

Singeing in the rainI’m singeing in the rainWhat a wonderful feelingI’m flaming again

See… that’s the difference between love and hate. Love means never having to say you’re sorry.

It always is.

When I know I am wrong, I raise token umbrage to deflect responsibility. It doesn’t really work very well, but one must try.