Those who know me know that I’m scared of frogs. (Of being bit by them.) Those who know me well, know that I’m not really scared of them at all. And I, who know myself best, know that I really am.
But there’s one frog in particular who terrifies me. His name is Frog Morton and he gives people cancer. He’s a little bit taller than your average door and he often wears a top cat and tux. No shoes. He’s from New Orleans but since Katrina he could be anywhere. Even outside my window, stroking my rosy cheek while I sleep. Maybe outside yours.
4 comments
Amie
July 27, 2007 at 10:38 pm (UTC -4) Link to this comment
No. He’s just outside your window.
Anonymous
July 27, 2007 at 11:37 pm (UTC -4) Link to this comment
Oh my God.
1. My Dad’s name is Morton
2. I had Cancer
Therefore, my Dad could be Morton the Frog. But that would mean – I am half frog. Unless my mother….oh no….
*ribbit*
EW
Ryan Oakley
July 28, 2007 at 8:03 am (UTC -4) Link to this comment
Not Morton the Frog. I have to be clear on this. First name, Frog. Last name Morton. Frog Morton.
But I wouldn’t be surprised to learn to that he uses fake names and I know that he sometimes dresses up like people. How well he succeeds is anyone’s guess.
Marcia
July 31, 2007 at 2:17 pm (UTC -4) Link to this comment
ok, you’ve just terrified me.