It wasn't only my friends that got me past it. This morning I walked out of the garage and saw a giant dead frog right outside the doorway. It was obvious that over the course of the week, I'd run it over a few times. Or ten.
I am having a much better week than this frog had.
Later today, I have to somehow dispose of it. I'm thinking of hosing it straight down the driveway so that I do not have to touch it at all. Please, God, let their external water pressure be mighty.
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I talked to my dad today and there are supposed to be heavy storms in the cities--maybe the rain will wash it away.
I was hoping you were right, so I waited out the storms. A tree was knocked down in their neighborhood, but the frog's remains... remained.
You'd probably die if I told you how I had to get it off.
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