grok grok grok

Froggy and Green Guy work on their greens on the Shores of Gitchee Gumee

While these green guys are sitting around on the beach, our little matriarchal society is solving all the problems of the world and relentlessly harassing the few males we encounter these days. Uh, that would be Grinch and a young Piedmont boy that’ll prob’ly never walk by The Commander’s garage again. “You know my MOTHER???” he asked incredulously when I inquired about his identity. Well, yeah, I think I was 8 years old when she was born. Actually, he acted like we had caught him red-handed doing something terribly illegal but we were just curious. I get that way a lot and some people think it is obnoxious. But it’s hard enough to sort out the Fin G4 and G5ers, let alone the McNaughton-Piedmont clan. Are they on G6 yet? I dunno but they’ve always been ahead of us on the reproductive end of things. Anyway, as y’all know, there are really only two rules here to break and walking down the back road is not one of them.

Am I done blahggin’ today? Prob’ly not. Adventures call.

One Response to “grok grok grok”

  1. GG Says:

    Dear Snotgurgle,

    Be good to those males. We are an endangered species and deserve the full protections of the Endangered Species Act.