Nonsensical Musings

When I was in seventh grade, we dissected frogs.  The coolest Prep in my class was a guy who was nicknamed "Dirty" by his friends for talking to the losers (called Dirts).  He and his science partner, who was another pretty cool kid, named their frog Mike because its tongue was sticking out of its mouth and its legs were fully outstretched.

Why do I bring that up?  In the immortal words of Burgess Meredith, "I don't know, I just like that story."

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