Paul Scheer? That wouldn’t be the same Paul Scheer from Human Giant and VH1’s Best Week Ever, would it?
Why yes, I believe it is! Welcome aboard Paul! It’s an honor to have a fellow funny man such as yourself following me. As a token of my appreciation I would like to present you with this picture of a squirrel with unusually large testicles. Enjoy!
This is the Eulogy of Romeo the guinea pig. The beloved pet of Anna.
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? No more fitting words can describe the empty feeling of losing a cherished furry companion. Our pets are our family. They give us comfort when we are lonely and sad. They make us happy with their unpredictable spirit. They give us a feeling of responsibility as we care for them as if they were our children.
Romeo was no exception. He was full of energy and spirit. Perhaps he burned his candle a little too bright, trying to be the best pet he could possibly be. He lived in an igloo that he made his home. Clearly he had the spirit of an Inuit. Eskimos are known for having a great many words for snow. Romeo had hundreds of expressions for love in his own guinea pig language. A twitch of the nose. A tilt of the head. He made the best of his little igloo home. The place he would wait for when Anna, his family, would return. The place he would wait…to be the best pet he could be.
We will miss you Romeo. Enjoy your life in the great guinea pig beyond. May you find your Juliet and live happily in eternity.
Anonymous and forgetful writes…
Frogman! I can’t remember the password to my gmail! I wanted to email you and ask how you were doing and whatnot but I can’t… I will when I crack the password!
Okay…person! These kinds of messages really suffer when they are anonymous. Maybe I can help you with some password suggestions.
Give those a try!
ThatGuyChad writes…
So, I run FuckYeahJerseyShore, and just wanted to say that you blew all of the other Snookieshop’s out of the water. So, so good. -FYJS
Hey thanks! Don’t tell anyone, but I reused a joke about bacon and just replaced the bacon with Snooki. That will be our little secret.
I’m an avid follower of your blog, maybe I missed the explanation at some point in the past, but… why frogman? Where did the name come from?
This is what links were made for! All will be revealed if you click this…
Can we go hioop-corn hunting together it would be awesome. ill stroke you and feed you flys by the lakes edge :)
I assume you mean the rare hippopotacorn as depicted in the tshirt.
If you are an attractive female then you may stroke me all you wish, otherwise I’d rather just stick to high fives, firm handshakes, and terrorist fist bumps.
Hey Froggie, How is it you rock so hard? Are you on some kind of performance enhancing muffins?
Actually…I am!
Baby Clydesdale!
If I weren’t on a strict diet, my mom would totally make me muffins for this picture.
“Okay, I’m ready to go. Let me just get in your bag here. It’s a little cramped. My god, do you really need this much underwear? And you can order porn on the TV at the hotel. Sheesh. I need to stretch my legs, man!”
