that damnable froggy. i prefer turtles

I swear to the ever holy Mahoney that the frog I didn’t see is following me. I thought I just saw him by my foot and it scare the D&D Latte right from wherever it was swimming to my bladder. But now I am afraid to go into the bathroom because it might be back in there. It hides under the veil of shadows but I know he’s real.

I’ll call him Frobe. I don’t know why. Holycrap. I am losing it.