Cursed

I am cursed. This past weekend, my girlfriend Roza and I went shopping
at some local shops. She ran into Pier1, and came back with a gift for
me! What a nice friend! It was something that I would never have even
thought to get someone. It is the above hand carved frog that makes croaking noises when you rub the stick back and fourth. Hhhmmm....I thought, well, maybe not for me, but I knew Salem would LOVE it(and she does)!

That very same night, I notice something looking at me from across the room, and what was it..........A FLIPPIN'
FROG!!! How in the hell did it get in my HOUSE? Andrew was out of town,
and I had to phone my mom to talk me through getting it out and off my
rug. It gets better.............

First thing every morning when
we first get out of bed, like most dog owners, we let Lilly out to do
her thing. I'm rubbing my eyes, half asleep still, and what is it that
I see first thing when I open the door???? The DAMN FROG AGAIN in
Lilly's water dish!! I couldn't believe it. The night before I let it
go out front, only to find it in the backyard hours later. Now, we
can't get it to leave and we find it soaking in her dish every morning.
GROSS..GROSS..GROSS!!

Thank you Roza for The Curse of the Evil FROG!