If this blog were a book, you'd read it on the toilet.
Well, it's snowing brats and blogs here. Hmm. Sometimes kids and blogging don't mix.
Ok, that bat is scary. But that frog must have some iron balls. Not even flinching!
Look out, Mister Frog! That bat is about to eat yer face!
If you blow that photo up you will observe that in a last act of defiance, the frog is giving the bat the finger.
Talk about death from above. All that bat needs is a tiny little speaker blasting out "Ride of the Valkyries."
Im sorry...I couldn't get past the cleavage from the last post... Were you saying something about snow??
the bat doesn't know it but he will regret trying to eat that frog...it's posionous...one taste and the bat will spit the frog out and die an agonizing death.....
I suppose that's better than farts and blogs...Doc
..and the frog froze when she sow how small was the bat dick, and how smelly was his breath..
Ewww! Now it's snowing gnats and polliwogs!
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