Amanda's Night
Tonight, I had no less than two frogs jump in my face. Granted, the barking tree frog was just trying to escape the confines of my hands, but the cricket frog...not called for! I mean, I know he was curious. I saw him hop from the fence to my knee, his little tiny froggy eyes peering up at me (He was only the size of my thumbnail) in puzzlement, and then TWHAP! Right into my glasses.
After a long night of frog wrangling, all you really want to do is shower, especially when they jump in your face. But tonight, the water pump isn't working. I'm not exactly spring fresh, and that really irks me.
Damn frogs.

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I hope you gave that cricket frog whats-for!
Also, since when are you ever spring fresh, stinky?