Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Watch your Face!
When I lived in Turkey, after it rained, you would have to watch your step or you might step on a snail or two. Those who didn't mind the snail innards on the bottom of their shoes would just walk around carelessly crunching with each step they took. Snails made such a nice crunching sound too.
Here in Oregon, you have to watch out for frogs. However, they don't crunch as loudly as snails. Well, I haven't really stepped on any frogs yet, but I imagine that they don't crunch as loudly as a snail. Chances are they are not as gooey and slimy when you step on them either.
When I was little, my brother and his friends would catch frogs and stick firecrackers in their mouths. Quite fascinating at the time, but looking back it was just down right cruel. I still feel bad about this one frog that my friend and I stoned to death at the creek. Visions of his lifeless body floating down the creek still haunt me.
I'm not even going to get into the cockfighting I bore witness to as a child. Fortunately we weren't NFL quarterbacks. We might have been arrested for our poor treatment of animals and banned for life from the NFL.
Here in Oregon, you have to watch out for frogs. However, they don't crunch as loudly as snails. Well, I haven't really stepped on any frogs yet, but I imagine that they don't crunch as loudly as a snail. Chances are they are not as gooey and slimy when you step on them either.
When I was little, my brother and his friends would catch frogs and stick firecrackers in their mouths. Quite fascinating at the time, but looking back it was just down right cruel. I still feel bad about this one frog that my friend and I stoned to death at the creek. Visions of his lifeless body floating down the creek still haunt me.
I'm not even going to get into the cockfighting I bore witness to as a child. Fortunately we weren't NFL quarterbacks. We might have been arrested for our poor treatment of animals and banned for life from the NFL.