Fractured Fairy Tales
on 04/30/2006 at 02:17 PM
Those are great, especially the one about the frog! No freakin’ way frog! I was just sitting here looking out at all the leaves, twigs, debris left from storms last night. Dreading having to get out and clean it all up. Yes, I’m the female of the house, but “I” will be the one to clean things up, and clean the house, and wash the clothes, and cook the meals, wash the car, wash the dogs, shop for necessities, woman the ham radio, clean my gun, and dress up in silky unmentionables and look sexy when the time comes,…
A woman’s work is never done. I’m ready for some frog leggs, hahahahahah
One day a princess is walking by a pond when she hears a voice. She looks down to find a frog staring up at her.
The frog says, a in clear, baritone voice, “Kiss me and I shall become your ever faithful prince.”
Delighted the princess scooped the frog up and took him home.
Later that evening, as she sat to supper, her maidservant came into the dinning nock.
“Ma’am,” the lass said, “The frog is comfortable in his new aquarium, and is feeding well on mealy worms and flies. But tell me, why didn’t you kiss him?”
With a lazy smile the princess replied, “Because you can find princes most anywhere in these parts. But where else are you going to find a talking frog?”
