Frog and Toad were best friends.They rode

Frog and Toad were best friends.They rode bikes, sang, & baked cookies for each other. They were also partners in crime.This, boys& girls, is the true story of Frog & Toad Together

Forever. You see, Frog grew up a lonely tadpole with no mother or father, while Toad grew up much in the same way. They met in their early years of college and immediately hit it

off when they pledged the same fraternity. Very angry amphibians, Frog and Toad were. Angry at the world, but stuffing their feelings under a benign facade. After graduating, they

moved back in with their parents because Toad and Frog could not find real work.

After 3 weeks putting up with Mother Toad nagging "Your not worth a wart on my back", he'd had enough, packed his flies and went to visit Frog. Frog's mom said "Oy, vaat is dat

oowful stench? It schmells like Oscah's goitah ointment, oy vey." It was then that I realized that Frog's mother was every Jewish stereotype that Hollywood had churned out over the

past eight decades or so since Tinsel Town's "golden era" in the 1920's. E'yup. A real Fran Drescher type. I beat out a tattoo on the table with my fingers as I wondered if she

was really who claimed she was. "Trust but verify", I recalled my grandfather's dying words.

She spoke those words at the same moment that I plunged the knife deep into her breast and whispered in her ear, "Shhh... don't cry, grans, just take your medicine". The irony