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Funny things at 43.

Yesterday morning Adam went to go to the toilet, only to find a big frog had somehow made its way in to the bowl. He tried to flush it. In vain. So instead of scooping it out with something, or sneaking in to Todd's ensuite, Adam, at 6:30am, grabbed a roll of toilet paper and took a shit in the corner of our yard in the garden behind some big weeds. He later showed me the poo. I couldn't see it and I pretended I'd seen it so I didn't have to see it. Later I found the frog and since I wanted to use the toilet, I chased it out in to Todd's room (purposely). Later that night I heard "get out of here you!". I chuckled. The same thing happened tonight. The frog was in his room again and he said "get out of here you!" and it took all of my might not to confess to chasing it in to his room, because I think it will be funnier this way when more things happen. It's already pooped on his clothes that he leaves on the floor.

May have found our drummer.

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