Monday, February 16, 2009

to the frog on my window at night:

Even though it's winter out, it won't be soon until you're going to be chilling on my window again. I don't mind you there, Mr. Frog. But did you know you scare the poop out of me when I'm sound asleep and I hear a THUD! and WHAM! against the window above my head? I know you're hungry, and you've probably got a family to feed, but can you keep your lunging across my window down a bit? Thanks. I knew you'd understand. Mints will be on the windowsill, just the way you like 'em. See you soon.
:)

- Tiffany

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