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Lucy: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:43AM EST (-0500 GMT)
who has the froggy pics?
puppy: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:44AM EST (-0500 GMT)
Hey who has the froggy jokes?
A boy was crossing a road one day when a frog called out to him and said, "If you kiss me, I'll turn into a beautiful princess." He bent over, picked up the frog and put it in his pocket. The frog spoke up again and said, "If you kiss me and turn me back into a beautiful Princess, I will stay with you for one week." The boy took the frog out of his pocket, smiled at it and returned it to the pocket. The frog then cried out, "If you kiss me and turn me back into a Princess, I'll stay with you and do *Anything* you want." Again the boy took the frog out, smiled at it and put it back into his pocket. Finally the frog asked, "What is it? I've told you I'm a beautiful Princess, that I'll stay with you for a week and do *Anything* you want. Why won't you kiss me?" The boy said, "Look, I'm a computer programmer. I don't have time for girlfriends, but a talking frog is really cool."
Lucy: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:48AM EST (-0500 GMT)
*laughing*
Wilma: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:49AM EST (-0500 GMT)
*LOL*
These two women were walking through the forest when they hear this voice from under a log. Investigating, the women discovered the voice was coming from a frog: "Help me, ladies! I am an investment banker who, through an evil witch's curse, has been transformed into a frog. If one of you will kiss me, I'll be returned to my former state!" The first woman took out her purse, grabbed the frog, and stuffed it inside her handbag. The second woman, aghast, screamed, "Didn't you hear him? If you kiss him, he'll turn into an investment banker?" The second woman replied, "Sure, but these days a talking frog is worth more than an investment banker!"
Lucy: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:50AM EST (-0500 GMT)
har har har!
hahahahahaha
Wilma: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:50AM EST (-0500 GMT)
Puppy...Now look here matey! No cheek from you!! *she cuffs him under the ear*
Tigress: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:50AM EST (-0500 GMT)
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
WILMA:..yayayayayaya *LOL*
Wilma: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:51AM EST (-0500 GMT)
*Wondering who the froggie enthusiast is*
Puppy: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:51AM EST (-0500 GMT)
Arf ARF!!!!!!!!!!
A librarian is working away at her desk when she notices that a chicken has come into the library and is patiently waiting in front of the desk. When the chicken sees that it has the librarian's attention, it squawks, "Book, book, book, BOOK!" The librarian complies, putting a couple of books down in front of the chicken. The chicken quickly grabs them and disappears. The next day, the librarian is again disturbed by the same chicken, who puts the previous day's pile of books down on the desk and again squawks, "Book, book, book, BOOK!" The librarian shakes her head, wondering what the chicken is doing with these books, but eventually finds some more books for the chicken. The chicken disappears. The next day, the librarian is once again disturbed by the chicken, who squawks (in a rather irritated fashioon, it seems), "Book, book, book, BOOK!" By now, the librarian's curiosity has gotten the better of her, so she gets a pile of books for the chicken, and follows the bird when it leaves the library. She follows it through the parking lot, down the street for several blocks, and finally into a large park. The chicken disappears into a small grove of trees, and the librarian follows. On the other side of the trees is a small marsh. The chicken has stopped on the side of the marsh. The librarian, now really curious, hurries over and sees that there is a small frog next to the chicken, examining each book, one at a time. The librarian comes within earshot just in time to hear the frog saying, "Read it, read it, read it..."
Wilma: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:52AM EST (-0500 GMT)
...hahahahahahahahahaha...
An Aggie was driving down down the road when he spotted a frog on the shoulder waving its front leg at him. He pulls over and the frog says, "Kiss me. Please kiss me!" Q: What does he turn in to? A: The next motel.
RIVIT RIVIT!!
Tigress:. . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:53AM EST (-0500 GMT)
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Wilma: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:53AM EST (-0500 GMT)
ok HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
now that was funny....
Puppy:: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:54AM EST (-0500 GMT)
*LOL*
This frog walks into a bank to get a loan. He steps up to the counter and asks for an application from the clerk, Patty Wack. "Hi, I'd like to fill out an application for a loan", said the frog. Patty Wack replied, "Do you have any collateral for this loan; something to stand against your loan." The frog replied, "All I have is this statue of a unicorn." "Well, I don't know," said Patty Wack, "I'll have to ask the manager about this." Patty Wack goes to see the bank manager. The bank manager looks at the statue and replies: "Knick Knack, Patty Wack. Give the frog a loan."
Lucy: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:55AM EST (-0500 GMT)
i love that one *ROFL*
It seems there were two frogs sitting on a lily pad, when all of a sudden, a fly came along. One frog put out his tongue, ate the fly, and started laughing hysterically. Soon the other frog joined in the laughter. Later in the day, the other frog ate a fly and the two frogs burst out in laughter. As time went on, the frogs enjoyed the flies so much that the sight of a fly would cause them to double up with pleasure (if it's possible for frogs to double up!). But of course, the most pleasure came when the fly was actually eaten. A third frog hopped up to the first two and asked what was so funny. The first frog answered "Time." "Huh?" asked the third frog. The second frog explained: "Time's fun when your having flies."
Wilma: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:56AM EST (-0500 GMT)
hahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Liked that last froggie joke...
That was a good one...
A frog telephoned the Psychic Hotline and was told, "You are going to meet a beautiful young woman who will want to know everything about you." The frog said, "That's great! Will I meet her at a party, or what?" "No," said the psychic, "Next semester in her biology class."
Lucy: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:58AM EST (-0500 GMT)
awwwww..that one was sad!!!!
Tigress: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:58AM EST (-0500 GMT)
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I see said the Frog
Wilma: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 0:58AM EST (-0500 GMT)
*ROFL* These froggie jokes are grouse!
Ohhhhhh...I don't like it when they get cut up... :( BUT..HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA anyways...
A frog was finishing up its doctoral dissertation and had just stepped out from under its mud bank to get a breath of fresh air when it was surprised by a water snake. "Any last requests before I eat you?" said the snake. "Well, would you let me finish my dissertation first?" asked the frog. "That's the silliest thing I've ever heard! What's your dissertation on, anyway?" "Well, the title of the dissertation is 'The Superiority of Frogs to Snakes and Herons.'" "I'd like to see that just for the sheer stupidity of the thesis!" said the snake. So he took the frog, went under the mud bank, and never came out again. A week or so later, the frog came out from under the bank to get another breath of fresh air, but this time it was snatched by a heron. "Any last requests before I eat you?" said the heron. "Well, would you let me finish my dissertation first?" asked the frog. "What's it on?" "Well, the title of the dissertation is 'The Superiority of Frogs to Snakes and Herons.'" "That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard! I want to read it first -- they say laughter aids digestion." So the heron took the frog under the bank and never came out again. A week or so later, the frog came out from under the bank and yelled, "EUREKA! I'm finished!" So one of his fellow frogs came over and asked, "So, what's the dissertation on?" "Well, the title of the dissertation is 'The Superiority of Frogs to Snakes and Herons.'" "That sounds pretty tough to prove! Could I look at it?" When they went into the frog's bank, they saw a word processor, a number of empty pop cans and food wrappers strewn about the room, a scattering of books lying here and there, a pile of heron bones, a pile of snake bones, a finished dissertation, and an alligator. The moral of the story: It's not the title of your dissertation, but who your director is.
Wilma: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 1:05AM EST (-0500 GMT)
ROTFL
BRAVO!!!!
Once upon a time, there was a little green frog who had a very big mouth. One fine afternoon, the frog was hopping down the road when he met a cat. He looked at the cat and then shouted, "CAT! WHAT DO YOU EAT?" The cat replied, "I drink milk," and returned to cleaning its whiskers. The little frog said, "OH! THAT'S NICE!" and continued down the road. A short time later, he met a dog. "DOG!" shouted the frog, "WHAT DO YOU EAT?" The dog said, "I eat meat" and the frog shouted, "OH! THAT'S NICE!" and continued down the road. He met a cow munching placidly by the side of the road and, even though the answer was obvious, the big mouthed frog shouted, "COW! WHAT DO YOU EAT?" The cow blinked and said, "Why, I eat grass." The frog shouted happily, "OH! THAT'S NICE!" and continued down the road. He found a large snake coiled in the center of the road and shouted, "SNAKE! WHAT DO YOU EAT?" The snake hissed and looked at him before replying, "I eat little frogs with big mouths." The frog blinked, then whispered in a very small voice, "Oh... that's nice."
Puppy:: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 1:03AM EST (-0500 GMT)
bye Lucy.. That last joke was kinda...*Scrunches his face up*
Wilma: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 1:04AM EST (-0500 GMT)
Heard that one before but...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Wilma: . . . . Sat, Mar 9, 1:05AM EST (-0500 GMT)
Puppy:...Those kind of jokes are really funny when you've hardly eaten anything all day long! *woozy*
WHY FROGS CROAK!!!! Once, long ago, the days and nights were of varying lengths. Brother Sun made some of the days very long and the following nights could also be very long. Many of the animals did not like this. They wished the days were more regulated and even, as they are now. The animals got together and formed a committee to ask Brother Sun to better regulate the day length. There were many animals on the committee but two of the notable ones were Frog and Grizzly Bear. They were the two chosen by the rest of the committee to survey the rest of the animals. Grizzly wanted one long day and one long night. He ate all day and slept all night. Long days and nights seemed very logical to him. Frog, on the other hand, wanted shorter days and nights. Frog did not live very long and he wanted his rest and feeding time to be spread out so he could enjoy them. Grizzly was a big bully of a bear. He sauntered Because he was a bully, he growled to each animal "SIX MONTHS DAY AND SIX MONTHS NIGHT," showing his big teeth and long claws. He growled to Fox, "SIX MONTHS DAY AND SIX MONTHS NIGHT." Grizzly growled to Owl, "SIX MONTH'S DAY AND SIX MONTHS NIGHT." He saw Fish, "SIX MONTHS DAY AND SIX MONTHS NIGHT." After every animal was talked to, Grizzly wandered off to a den and took a long nap. Frog, on the other hand, was a sociable sort of fellow. He hopped from place to place, listening to what the animals had to say. It didn't matter to Fish what the day length was. Swimming could be done at night as well as during the day. Fox preferred dawn and dusk and wanted many of those at fairly regular intervals. Owl, on the other hand, liked to hunt at night but enjoyed sleeping during the day. Periods of six months of day and six months of night were too long for Owl. After listening to all of the animals, Frog returned to the committee to report. After Frog's report, the committee looked around for Grizzly. Grizzly, being a big bully, was sure that the rest of the animals would vote his way and did not bother to wake up from his long nap to return to the committee to report. The committee weighed all the possibilities and choices, taking into consideration the opinions of all the animals surveyed. They voted. Eagle was sent to tell Brother Sun of their decision. Brother Sun agreed that their choice was possible and he changed the day length to be what we know today. The days in winter were to be short and progress to being longer until midsummer when they were again begin to shorten. The nights were to be just the opposite, going from long in winter to short in summer. Frog was so happy about his part in the decision that he hopped from place to place, croaking, in a chirpy little voice, "One day, one night. One day, one night." He was so proud of himself and his descendants are also proud. In fact, if you listen quietly just shortly after the sun sets, you may hear the frogs still croaking, "One day, one night. One day, one night. One day, one night. One day, one night."
