In marigolds appareled, he entered the throne

In marigolds appareled, he entered the throne room of the Lizard Lady Queen. "You know that I don't like marigolds," she snapped. "Now put some clothes on." Gurfo Mettra disc

arded the petals. Her comments stung but he refused to let the Lizard Lady see. Gurfo Mettra instead offered her a plateful of appetizers. "Crickets a la carte, my Queen?"

She could see his gills pulsing in irritation & enjoyed yanking his tail."You know I'm chitin-intolerant. Get me fresh frog hearts & live giant worms." "But m'Lady" Gurfo stammered

"there's no Thai on tonight's menu. I can get Her Ladyness pickled frog legs or fried eel, but... wait! It's All-U-Can-Eat Friday down at the Roach Roast. Does that work for you?"

he asked. "How dare you suggest All-U-Can-Eat for Her Ladyness. You know how gassy she can get. Get her the pickled legs. TOAD legs. Don't you know she's allergic to frog?!"

Mr. Frog and family burped daily outside when visitors came or went. Itvwa Mr. Frog and family had a safe haven outdoors, where one only heard them burping as visitors came.

Mr and Mrs Frumplebottom were unaware of the new additions as they walked to the entrance. The froggy noises startled them. "Ew, maybe you should have passed on seconds, Dear."

"I can't rightly send my wife out to a duel without a second. I would get drummed right out of all of my clubs regardless of the outcome." He'd been sure they were near the house b

-oy, who would have no doubt been impressed, but the boy was no-where to be found. "Confound him," thought the Col., "I was sure he'd volunteer to be my wife's second in the duel."