Bamatick

After flinging the frog out of my swim trunks, life moved on.  I reached under the stove to turn on the gas and that same frog was sitting on the handle.  Scared the crap out of me!  It jumped away, but I whacked it with a stick and sent it flying.  At that point, I took some stickers and started marking the calendar with frog stickers.  I was starting to lose it.