subsribe to LemMeOuts funny picture of the day |
A hearty
good day to you all my friends, perusing through my picture album of
tomfoolery type tales I chanced upon this fiery young character
sporting an admirable mop of historically famed rare and dramatic red
tresses, apparently in
midst characteristic
fury, with this rendered ribbit resounding
critter, as can be evidenced, partly ingested and with the perpetrator
apparently seeking to ensure an audience with his shielded watchful ‘where art my
followers’ stance therefore with no
regard for his crime, yes, crime, surely there is a, constitutional or
statutory clause that states fresh frogs must not be plucked at
random will from their habitat to be consumed for
entertainment purposes alone.
I decided to embark on a quest of inquisitive and deducible nature to solve this outlandish recreational exercise. “Sir, have you perhaps taken on a wager of fiscal or other beneficial kind to consume through ingestion a specific quantity or capacity of semi-aquatic pond life within perhaps a set limit of time sir I inform you such wagering is the one way road to rack and ruin. "Oooh ouhghh oghh ughh oghhow ughh owww" “Perhaps, I said as I paced about in ponderous and hopefully impressive investigatory mode, you intended to sell this fine specimen to boffins of some type for levitational, internally investigatory or other experimental purpose and your barter has fallen through therefore in a fit of fiscal forfeit fury you decided to reap some benefit of nutritional type as having been informed that Europeans of particular region do partake in delicacy snacks of this ricket -riddled-legged type well I am sure given that the afore-referred to contingency are world renowned and respected gastronomically and they will no doubt revolt, for which they are historically renowned also, at the flagrant abuse of this famed feast now as is evidenced reduced to a fast food fad. You are aware also of the, yes perhaps myth, potential of incurring of a virally infected growth of horned protuberances and at the very least a risk of bacterial plague potentially resulting in a gingival inflammatory gum condition.” "Aaghh oogh owww uuurgh urghow" “Ha! I have deduced it, given your own characteristics and your wizardry accessory you are a lesser bragged about, frustrated braggart, member of the famed Weasley clan, pals of the prominent potter protégé, having not yet evidenced recognition due to your as is apparent appalling application of incantation type spells and this is the disastrous result of one gone horribly awry. "Uurghhh owwww oooooh aaghh uughh" “Now I think I should draw to your attention the fact there are a number of wealthy influential members of this aquatically inclined characters genre from whom he might curry support to seek vengeful retaliation to your frog-ed sport, Yes there’s the powerful and wealth riddled Muppetty movie type with his entourage of crazed associates, his young nephew almost as influential but equally renowned for being a lounge-about and then there the infamous dumbstruck amphibious nut job who is the third richest therefore powerful frog in the world who I am sure without doubt could babble up support, well I could relate numerous more young man and I think it best you were warned as such influential friends could be the undoing of your braggarty boast.” "oooooh aaghh owwww uughh Uurghhh" Well I had as I have related queried this cad of a lad in attempt to deduce a sequential and factual history of events leading to this highly irregular state and he had not endeavoured to throw light on my perplexity so I assumed he was non other than on an attention seeking quest and so did pander to his coveting and why! Even bestowed a congratulatory and hearty patting on his braggart back and ooops! his optical organs did bulge to proportions that would have placed his conquest-ed frogs in the shade, which ironically due to the circumstances they already were “well the young red head had a matching visage and was gesticulating in a ferocious manner and well not wanting to fall foul of his renowned fiery temperament I decided I had best be hopping-it (no pun intended) |