Daddy Loves Froggy. Froggy Love Daddy?
Be careful what you blog for. You may get it.
Some of my readers will remember my recent appeal for an industrial-strength shower scrunchie that can stand up my shower practices. Today I was gifted with the froggie scrunchie shown at left, courtesy of my kid sister Jane. Note to self: never let family read your blog. They know too much about you already.
I figure this scrunchie has what it takes to surpass the 30-day half-life of my regular brand of scrunchie. This has nothing to do with its construction and everything to do with how silly I’d feel scrubbing my armpits with a frog. It’s kind of like asking Kermit to wash your back. eeeeeww….
Fortunately, the Fifth Amendment to the US Constitution says I don’t have to tell you whether or not I ever actually use it.
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This is slightly more manly than your former peach scrunchy, may it rest in peace, the poor thing. It must have had a rough, month-long life.