2.12.10
Frog? Thursday 1.12.10
I was happily chiselling some cork tiles off the bathroom floor when Vic yelled, FROG!
He yelled it a couple more times.
I, TRUE TO FORM, grabbed my camera and rushed down the stairs. Terry, meantime, was saying, Awww, that FROG SMELLS BAD.
I was in the conservatory by then. Vic was looking at me in a dazed and confused way. I could see no frog, rotting or live. Nor could I see a reason for Vics' expression.
Thankfully Terry cleared the fug.
Vic, she explained had FARTED and shouted frog as he did so.
Why did/does he do that?
Who the hell knows.
Later, I could hear Terry saying, That's enough now. Stop it. It's not funny any more. Awww, you stink.
I chuckled as I cleaned up the bathroom floor, well away from the smelly arsed one.
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