Last week, it was raining very hard. The rivers were flooding, a car landed in the river, it was a deluge of biblical proportions.
With that said, I had to walk to the bus station to go home. Before I left the school I visited the bathroom, just like my mother would want me to do. "Did you kids use the bathroom before we go?" As I was standing at the urinal, I looked over and found that I wasn't alone.
This little green frog was sitting there, next to the sink, as if he were always supposed to be there. He was so perfect, he looked fake. Sitting there like a little statue. He did move though. You never see this in the bathroom of a U.S. high school.


2 comments:
he's adorable... you know dan, i think he was there for you...a piece of perfection in that squalid little potty place...
Great story. One day I picked up my guitar and started playing and out of the corner of my eye saw somwething strange on the top where the tuning pegs are. It was a small lizard, motionless like an ornament. I'd seen him around before but that was so hilarious!!
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