I had just gotten started on my 12am/2mi/15min daily jog, to the tune of Styx’ “Blue Collar Man,” when I kicked a frog… and killed it. It wasn’t really my fault: it was dark, and the frog jumped right the fuck in front of my foot.
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August 30th, 2006 @ 9:26 am
Hey, now . . . . are you literally bashing frogs? Those are fightin’ words, man!
August 30th, 2006 @ 5:15 pm
Are you sure this didn’t happen to Steve? This sounds like something that would have happened to Steve.
August 30th, 2006 @ 5:25 pm
I think Steve listens to Extreme.