"Once upon a time, there was a frog. The frog was very lonely and he wanted a wife. So he went off to find himself a wifey poo. But after 24 hours of traveling, the frog got too dry and needed water. As he was resting on a toadstool, a fairy came up and asked him if he needed anything. Yes, he said, I need water or else I will dry up and die. Oh ok, said the fairy and flew off. But the fairy never came back and the frog died of dehydration and he never got a wife. The End."
All right girls . . . 'Fess up . . . Who wrote this?? It's not my handwriting or Mel's. (btw - this was followed by random paragraphs of word-perfect dialog from Nacho Libre. That, I'm afraid, is a dead give-away clue to who had my notebook that day!)
note to self: no more paper and pencils in sacrament meeting.
7 comments:
It was me.
¡Aye! ¡Que interesante! This would be harmlessly funny, except for the fact that the pointless frog story probably really was something delivered verbatim over the pulpit...I think I remember that guy...
That was most definitely me. Haha. Meghan isn't nearly as cruel as to end a story that way. She would end it with the froggies makin babies!
oh whoops, that last comment was from me
Hey there, Rachel! Humph. In my little world, not everyone has babies. :p. I certainly wouldn't want little froggies jumping everywhere. Aren't you thinking about the poor frogs in Hawaii? You realize that you just called yourself a cruel person.
it's ok, those froggies went to froggie heaven. and i'm not cruel. just 'dark and twisted.' (if anyone can guess what show that is from... i love you)
Meghan - I don't think she was accusing you of wanting little froggies all over the world. I think the exact quote was "making babies"! We all know you too well. hahaha
and yes, Ms. Calizona, I think I remember that guy too. . .
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