Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for June 10, 2020

You low life dirt bag…

Why I otta ..

Don’t be a big ball baby and cry about a peacock poke in the eye..

The doughboy knows this, as it is a step in the recipe.

If you wanna know how the story goes then you’ll need to known the cost is kneaded dough.

You worm.. it was you…

A poke in the eye is worth two in the _______________ (fill in the blank).

Poke this! And see what happens…..

Today’s dialogue brought to you by one fish who was clearly pokey in the pond.

…“A man who wouldn’t cheat for a poke don’t want one bad enough.”…

…does this bother you?….

…does this bother you?…

…does this bother you?…

…quite poking me…

…can I eat poke without wasabi?…

…I might be about to shove it down my throat…

…poked holes in that theory…

…come on pokey, let’s keep going…

…Susan likes the new 7-Up Gold…

…never had never will…

…but wait!…

…it does have caffeine…

There’s pokin’, then there’s POKIN’ I’m just sayin’.

This lady couldn’t be Poke Salad Annie, could she? Elvis knows.

Polk salad Annie, gators got your granny

Everybody said it was a shame

Because her momma was a workin’ on the chain gang

Eye for one … don’t know about THAT …!

Facebook is like jail. You have a profile picture, you sit around, waste time, write on walls and people you don’t know come around and poke you.

Know what I said after the eye poke rrrrrrrrr…

Royal Flush…. Aces back to back..

Grateful Dead

Ir just sounds naughty. watch where you’re pokin. that.

You put your umbilical cord in, you take your umbilical cord out, you put your umbilical cord in and you shake it all about…wait, is there an echo in here?

Social distancing, measured in cm. This is too close for comfort, and it really sticks in his craw. Time to pay the piper, you’ll soon be eyeing the bill, lady.

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I’m not really certain as to whether my current state is due to poking fate in the eye or to choking in the clutch while attempting to process reality to my advantage and gain, which I suppose would be fate poking me with a multitude of choices I am unable to process adequately. Whatever the case, it’s got me hanging between worlds and wandering out in the dark. Now I have to wonder what would happen if I were to break free of the webs holding me connected to the consensus nodes of objective reality. That seems a poor idea at the moment. A more likely plan would be to scurry like a spider down one strand or another toward a node of consensus and rejoin the “real” world to regroup and maybe get some advice. New snag. What if the consensus node I choose doesn’t have Vi as somebody I know? There have to be millions of probability points leading to where we never become friends. I’d be starting over. Would that even be a problem, considering her condition as being extra-consensual? Is that a word? I’m overthinking this. There are three possibilities. I can break out of the web. Not gonna try that one. That leaves the two closest astral spiders. I just need to pick one, without knowing which is my origin.

Funny. I had just lined up a Comment here, and it vanished all of a sudden, as though someone had poked a trial balloon with a reality-pin.

But I shall soldier on.

I do not swallow fish whole, especially not the garrulous ones. Nonetheless, I would still not poke a bird. I cannot speak for the tough-looking lady, however, so you are on your own….

Its better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick.

All in favor say eye…

All not in favor say nay..

The eyes have it…

Throw him in the pokey..

When I was growing up, June and Moose lived next door.

June would tell me how Moose slept with his eyes open!

I can’t get any lower

Still I feel I’m sinking

—Frog Garden; Outspined

Poke. Poke! Poke! POKE!

Poke?

Oh, crappy….