126/pastel pacman frog says leave me alone i'm busy

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Comment by andytgeezer on July 5, 2012 at 11:02pm

A great piece and wonderful story. I would have probably chosen the same option. A talking frog. yes please.

Comment by stripygoose on July 5, 2012 at 10:13pm

You spin a fine tale Mr Val and that one almost worried me bit
then made me chuckle or even chickle as I accidentally typed just
now... those chickies get everywhere :>)

Comment by Valentine Mark Herman on July 5, 2012 at 8:08pm

There was this old bloke -- some sort of Mail Artist who wore a beret --walking along the side of a road when he heard a voice saying, 'Mister, Hey Mister! Help me! Help me, please!'

He looked down and saw a pastel pacman frog. 'Are you talking to me?', he said.

'Yes. Help me please. I was a beautiful princess, but a witch cast a spell on me and now I'm a frog.'

'How can I help you then?' he asked.

'If you give me a kiss, I'll turn back into a Princess, and I'll reward you very richly'.

'Not likely, he replied. 'I'm not going to kiss a pastel pacman frog. What do you take me for?' He started to walk away.

The frog hopped after him, and called out: 'If you give me a kiss and turn me back into a Princess, I'll give you a castle, a title, a seat in the House of Lords, and if you really want the job, you can be Chairman of Barclays Bank, too.'

'No thanks', said the man and continued walking.

The frog followed, 'Allright' it said, 'If you give me a kiss, I promise you that we'll have the most exciting sexual experiences you'll ever have in your life.'

The man stopped walking. Thought about this for a while, and then picked the pastel pacman frog up, put it in his pocket and continued walking.

The frog wasn't pleased with being stuck in his pocket, started jumping up and down, but to no avail, and then called out: 'What's wrong with you? Don't you want to have mind-blowing sex with a beautiful princess?'.

'Naah', he said. 'At my age I'd rather have a talking frog that I could show to my friends in the pub.'

The End.