From the plague of frogs in the basement?
I saw a movie called “Frogs”
It was bad. Real Bad. Like zombie apocalypse bad.
Nope, wrong kind of frog... And don't tell anyone about those frogs in the basement or the environweenies will investigate. Just like the NSA and those black helicopters did right after they intercepted my message about the assault weapons buried in the field east of the silo...
A frog or a toad?
Frog .. one of those itsybitsy tree peepers...
did you see the flying frog...
Wasn't flying. Matter of fact, wasn't even hopping much since it had managed to engulf itself in a fluff of white donated by the white-fur-beast-with-no-tail-to-tell... It was more like a slightly animated fluffball.
Don't know how it got inside but it obviously came from under the couch. That's where the white-fur-beast-with-no-tail-to-tell stores all her extra white.
I periodically collect it and donate it to the vacuum sweeper, usually coinciding with some imagined need to move furniture, because, after all, visitors don't get down on their hands and knees and look under things so they will never see the stored white, will they?
movie called “Frogs”
Don't know if this critter could star in that movie - it wasn't recognizable as a frog until I de-fluffed it!