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Trash Frog

I went to take out the trash But i began to hear something rustle and thrash I opened the trash can lid As if i was a scared little kid In the distance i heard a sound of a dog i looked in and seen a frog So i let it go and went in my room The next day i was awake by a boom Something was in the trash once more I began to open my door I walked to the trash and opened it There was that frog, i wasn't scared one bit I let it go and went to work I wondered why that frog continues to lerk The next day i was awoken by a sound in my trash was that frog, man it was so round it must have eaten all my trash He must be starving with no cash So i let him go and gave him some money My wife walked in and said are you okay honey? That next day i heard that familiar sound I crept up to the trash like a hound I Opened the lid as fast as a cat There was that frog holding a baseball bat! He jumped up and hit me in the head He hit me until i was dead I should've never given that frog that cash or ever taken out my trash...

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Date: 2/6/2016 3:04:00 PM
That was great! An enjoyable story!!
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Date: 2/8/2016 8:22:00 AM
Thanks johnny lol. That frog thow lol

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