Froggy: Part 1

Once upon a time there was a small frog who lived in a pond in the middle of a large open field. There wasn't really anything special about this frog. He had been an average tadpole. Sure it had taken him a little longer than the other tads to completely lose his tail, but eventually it had disappeared. He had to endure some teasing from the other froglets for it, but nothing out of the ordinary.

Since he had entered his froglet years he had spent his time eating flies and mosquitos, practicing his lily-pad jumping, and challenging the other froglets to swimming and jumping competitions. Sometimes he won, sometimes he lost. Like I said, he was an average amphibian.

Everything was going just fine for Froggy Boy until the middle of the summer. It had gotten extremely hot, humid, and sticky. The boundaries of the pond had begun to shrink. Everyone in the pond community was getting cranky. The "nice" fish were caught tail slapping the old three legged turtle. He was an easy target for them because he was already slow, being as he was a turtle...then missing one leg...you can just imagine. It took two water snakes, a catfish, and three young raccoons to chase them away.

Drop

The theme for today is "Drop"....


Story from Freshman year of college:

I attended Hendrix College in Conway, AR. I had a lot of crazy friends in college. On this particular evening we had been sitting around the dorms drinking as usual...getting pretty buzzed. Someone had dared someone else to go streaking. Not just streaking....as on campus...which wouldn't have been so strange, (Streaking was known to go on occasionally around our school) but streaking in a business establishment in town.

We all started in on him as soon as we heard the dare. He was to streak through The Food For Less. Rules had to be applied... It was to be full nudity, he could not run in the door and then turn around and run back out. He had to run all the way from the "In" door across the front of the store to the "Out" door. We promised to be there waiting with the car door open and motor running to make a quick get-a-way. In his inebriated state, he agreed.

He stripped down to his boxers and we loaded up in two cars. Arriving at the "Food for Sex", "Food for Free"...I mean Food for Less.. half of us went to watch.

My friend's boxers dropped and he ran into the store screaming and dancing like a crazy fool.
He kept shouting "I'm from UCA!"(the name of the state school across town from our private school) grabbed handfuls of nuts from the huge nut bins at the front and throwing them up in the air.

It was quite a sight to see. He managed to make it to the exit doors and everyone involved made a clean get-a-way.

He never did get his boxers back. Me and a couple of others confiscated them, cut them into little strips and passed them out to everyone who was involved in the incident. We wore the little strips tied around our shoelaces....corny I know, but it was a way we bonded as new students in a strange new world. Whenever we saw someone with the littel blue and white strip tied on the shoe we could nod and smile...having a little secret to share.

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