DaveInCLT
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So I snuck out of bed early and left my wife sleeping, made my scrambled eggs for breakfast and a big mug of hot cold brew coffee and am quietly watching the last hour of the 24 hours of LeMans race downstairs.
I hear my wife stirring and walking around upstairs, then suddenly I hear her voice sounding stressed yelling “DAVID COME UPSTAIRS RIGHT NOW”. I’m thinking I wish she had said if I need to bring a gun or a knife but I bolt upstairs and finally find her in the guest bathroom. She’s pointing at the toilet and I’m thinking what am I in for.
Last thing I expected was this.
First words out of my mouth were “what did you eat for dinner?” which she didn’t appreciate as much as I thought she should have.
She leaves the room saying watch him so I do and the little bugger ducks back down into the toilet piping. He’s gone and I’m thinking “no way am I going to poop in this toilet for a while”. She comes back in with something to put him in and says I’m going to catch him, I can tell she’s thinking about keeping him. I say no way are we keeping a toilet frog for a pet and am glad he’s escaped.
Well she checks back later and he’s returned and she’s nabs him and carries him downstairs in her hands telling me open the front door. She takes him out to the woods behind our house and let’s him loose. I think his color is a bit light (likely from the Clorox Toilet Bowl cleaner we use) and he’s going to be easy pickings for the predators back there
of course now I’m googling up “I have a frog in my toilet” and I guess it’s not that unusual. Certainly was for me.
I hear my wife stirring and walking around upstairs, then suddenly I hear her voice sounding stressed yelling “DAVID COME UPSTAIRS RIGHT NOW”. I’m thinking I wish she had said if I need to bring a gun or a knife but I bolt upstairs and finally find her in the guest bathroom. She’s pointing at the toilet and I’m thinking what am I in for.
Last thing I expected was this.
First words out of my mouth were “what did you eat for dinner?” which she didn’t appreciate as much as I thought she should have.
She leaves the room saying watch him so I do and the little bugger ducks back down into the toilet piping. He’s gone and I’m thinking “no way am I going to poop in this toilet for a while”. She comes back in with something to put him in and says I’m going to catch him, I can tell she’s thinking about keeping him. I say no way are we keeping a toilet frog for a pet and am glad he’s escaped.
Well she checks back later and he’s returned and she’s nabs him and carries him downstairs in her hands telling me open the front door. She takes him out to the woods behind our house and let’s him loose. I think his color is a bit light (likely from the Clorox Toilet Bowl cleaner we use) and he’s going to be easy pickings for the predators back there
of course now I’m googling up “I have a frog in my toilet” and I guess it’s not that unusual. Certainly was for me.
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