Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for August 09, 2017

I’d rather visualize my car be anole-d or newt-ed or even salamander-ed, but not toad.

It’s hard for the eyes to picture your car PERIOD when faced with such visual chaos. It’s like being asked to say the word GREEN when the letters are all in RED.

Not that often, but I have seen vehicles that are owned by others being towed, only to visualize what the cost may be at their expense..

My car is all-terrain but it’s not amphibious.

You can trust your car

To the man who wears the star.

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Interesting splatter pattern.

I wonder if the owl gives a hoot?

A hood raising experience.

But, did you wet yourself?

That’s no toad. That’s my gecko!

I don’t have to. It’s all-too-vivid a memory.

No challenge, happened before. Those tow-lot people are predators.

The toe truck stepped on my lizard.

A sure way of saving money on gas.

Tough to visualize what I don’t own.

Memo to Self…….Buy a car today, so that you can imagine it – being towed away !

So, one last post. My decision to stop posting on GoComics has nothing to do with Frog Applause or Teresa or any of the wonderful folks who post here. My life has become extremely complicated and I simply no longer have the time or energy. XXXOOO to one and all.

This one’s perfect for Firesign Theatre and “Toad Away” – https://youtu.be/BkKKxhGu3A8

Lots of cars being towed around here due to drivers underestimating the depth of street flooding.

Where do people get the idea their regular, everyday vehicles are amphibious?

There’s a reason “towed” is spelled like “to wed.” Because, at the end of the day, someone is getting…

Mr. Gecko looks to be in the splatter zone

Patterns of enforcement.

Tow Away Zone

Don’t TAZ me, bro!

I tried to visualize my car being toad aweigh, but all I could see was whirled peas.

Been there, done that. Had a major breakdown of the old car while taking my late Mom shopping some years ago; had to call for a tow truck and foot the resultant bills (for tow; for cab home).

My problem with today’s art is that it reminds me so much of the logo for the annual Black Swamp Arts Festival, which annually prominently features a gecko (put that in your search engine and play it!)….

Without knowing your circumstances, sir, best of luck, William Neal McPheeters. Once a Froglandian, always a Froglandian, and welcome back at any time if your life allows….

My car was the least of my worries. With my tiny lizard eyes, I watched myself being pried out of the vehicle, gently removed from the spattered windscreen and placed into a waiting ambulance. It all seemed quite dramatic, but I didn’t actually care. It was another lifetime, another person. All the care and worry and concerns of that person fell away like old skin moulting. I’d only had two payments left on that car, too. Oh well. Onward.