First of all, you’re an invasive fucking species. You have no business being in the United States. You hitched a ride on cargo ships from the Caribbean, and now you’ve infested the entire Florida peninsula and even infiltrated parts of Georgia, Texas and South Carolina.
You secrete toxic mucus on your heads, which is not only gross but can trigger allergic reactions. And you pose a threat to biodiversity by eating native frogs, lizards and even snakes. Because you’re big-ass tree frogs—way bigger than the native species.
But you know what, Cuban Tree Frogs? All of this I could forgive. I’m a live-and-let-live liberal. I support the rights of undocumented, human Americans-by-choice—advocating the type of liberal amnesty policies that earned the senior US Senator from Arizona the nickname “Juan McCain” before he had to morph into Sheriff Joe Arpaio to get reelected. And my infinite tolerance extends to the animal kingdom as well. Or, I should say, it used to.
This brings me to the purpose of my letter, Tree Frogs. Thanks to your unrelenting personal attacks and ceaseless campaign of humiliation, I am now staunchly opposed to your presence within our borders.
A relatively rare zebra-donkey hybrid was born at the Chestatee Wildlife Preserve in Florida a few days ago. With a sweet donkey face and utterly adorable striped stocking legs, this has got to be one of the cutest things around. I want one!!
UPDATED to provide a link and clarify that the wildlife refuge is actually in GA, not FL.
Kings of Leon were forced to cancel a show last week after being showered with pigeon droppings. The flock of avian music critics brought the St Louis concert to a cooing halt after just three songs. “You may enjoy being shit on,” explained the band’s drummer, “but we don’t.”
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“We tried to play,” Followill explained. “It was ridiculous.” According to the band’s manager, Andy Mendelsohn, Followill was hit “several times during the first two songs”, and on the third number, droppings “landed near his mouth”. “They couldn’t deal any longer,” Mendelsohn said. “It’s not only disgusting – it’s a toxic health hazard.”
When we first opened the package, we were all, “There’s no way they fit 18,000 ladybugs in this one little bag!” But when we opened the bag, they just kept boiling out.
Of course, we didn’t bother to count them. But they are legion for sure. Watch your ass, aphids. There are thousands of new sheriffs in town.
It was jarring enough that Michele Bachmann trotted out a token black person for her Tea Party Caucus presser , but then onlookers were thoroughly confused when she unhinged her lower jaw and swallowed the baby whole.
This is going to be a weird, weird election season.
A (tragically deceased) Tropical Queen butterfly: It apparently expired peacefully on the arm of my porch chair—no marks of foul play that I can detect. Poor critter. But it’s still a good-looking bug, even though it has joined the Choir Invisible. We should all be so lucky.
Please consider this an open thread and feel free to refudiate malfeasance on any topic.
This little critter lives in one of our outdoor hanging plant baskets. He (or she) chose an excellent spot: There’s an insect-attracting light nearby, and the basket is located near a roof overhang, so it stays pretty moist when it rains.
The frog is surprisingly loud and pretty good at predicting rain. However, he (or she) has been fooled a time or two by the garden hose.
He (or she) has been in that spot quite awhile and is a welcome addition to our menagerie since he (or she) eats mosquitoes, thus making a more valuable contribution to our daily well-being than either dog. (They mostly just crap all over the yard.)
BONUS FUNNY VIDEO: If you aren’t one of the million plus people who saw it this weekend ... IT’S A DOUBLE RAINBOW ALL THE WAY!!!! WHAT DOES THIS MEAN????
MORE: Of course, there were the inevitable Double Rainbow remix and parody videos. Fortunately, some of them are really, really funny. We’ll start with something froggy from Rumproast pal James Urbaniak...