|Holy Frog 001|
Author has written 4 stories for Harry Potter, Outsiders, and Fairy Tales.
Hi. (yawn) how're ya'll? (yawn) It's it's one in the morning where i am (yawn again...) so how's everyone?
Name: Holy Frog Agent 001 also known as the Frog, little bird, birdie and physco
Age: doesn't matter
song: Giligan's Island theme, Piano Man, Sweet Home Alabam, Old Time Rock and Roll, anything by Reba and many more.
food: anything sweet or salty or good for you or not so good for you or edible...
saying: OH MY GOODNESS!
Define Normal please. I don't think i fit in that catigory
things to read: funny, romance and adventure Harry Potter, Twilight, Outsiders, Reba, Judging Amy... and many more
books: a lot! I can't decide! NOOOOOOOOO!! (maybe The Book Thief)
Things I will NOT read NO OFFENSE TO THE AUTHOR!!
Ginny and Draco
any family insest type thingy
my imaginary fraind Mr. Flapjack WOW! That sounded sooooooo wrong!! I do not have two personalities. I SWEAR!
Stripes "Hey look. We're walking!"
Spaceballs: "I'm surrounded by ass holes!"
The Miricle Worker: "You want me to show some pity? For this brat?"
Finding Nemo: "I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine. He shall be my Squishy. Come little Squishy. Come here. OW! Bad SQUISHY!"
Miss Congeneiality: "I am in a dress. I have gell in my hair. I'm starved and I'm armed. Don't mess with me"
The Producers: "MY BLANKET! GIVE ME BACK MY BLUE BLANKET!"
A Patch of Blue: Selina: "i know you're black Gorden. I know that and I think you're beautiful."
Gorden: how could you know that? You're blind. You know a white girl falling in love with a black is out of the question."
Selina: "Oh I guess I'm also color blind."
Hotel Rawanda: "I'm afraid that when people see this footage they'll say 'My god that's horrible.' and go on eating thier dinners."
Colonial: "You should spit in my face. You should want to kick me out of this room and never let me come back."
Paul: "Why sir? I don't understand what you're saying"
Colonial: "Don't kid yourself paul. You're the smartest man here. YOu could own this hotel. There's only one problem. YOu're black. We think you're worthless.
Paul: "Who's we?"
Colonial: "The US. Europe, all the western powers. Everything you believe in Paul. They're not going to stay Paul. They won't stop the slaughter."
I had to add two quotes from this movie. It's just that powerful.
old shcool Disney
Clint Eastwood and Sally Fields movies. Also Anything with Cydney Poriar (I hope that's right)
hair color: a mix of colors depending on light. Mostly blonde brown and red
eye color: no idea as told to me by a friend, "a miror." I supose that means gray blue greenish. I'm legally blind people. cut me some slack here
camping (never try and start a fire with bug spray. You get flames but... still, not a good idea.)
sleep overs with pals
quoting random movies (I'm not sure that's a hobby but we'll say it is.)
coloring fuzzy posters and or anything with a disgn on it.
"The dark side may have cookies and the light side may have ginger bread men but i am of the middle and i've got homemade brownies. BEAT THAT! by me
"I win" by me
"This fire won't start dad." Dad "hey! i found bug spray. That's got alchahal. now THAT'S flameable!" by me and my dad
"speaking of porn." INSIDE JOKE!! I don't like porn! It awful.
"frogs are holy!" me
"Why don't your eyes work? Are they mad at you?" a girl i baby sit. She's only four.
"I watched my aunts turn some half-decent men into pitiful sons of bitches just by being resigned to men’s inability to control their temper and their sex drive." --Dorothy Allison
Hold on Nathen. This will only hurt once but damn will it hurt! This is from an author's profile. I'm not sure where else it came from. hehe.
But he grew old,
And, as his strength
Over the Mountains
Here's a poem i wrote that was inspired by all the wonderfally writen romance stories out there. Here we go. I hope you like it.
Singing In The Rain… Well Sort Of
He smiled at me as we waltzed through the rain.
I smiled back as I whispered his name.
As we continued to spin my ears began to ring.
I let out a moan for he had begun to sing.
His voice cracked as the tune was droned.
The notes were off key there wasn’t even a tone!
I laughed and began to sing along.
“You’re a terrible singer.” I teased “But I love this song.”
His eyebrows rose at my clumsy fumbling steps.
“You can’t dance dear.” He teased back. “Your imperfection is what I love best.”
His eyes glowed as rain pelted his head
“I know I can’t sing. I could make a rock go deaf.”
Thunder boomed overhead as if in agreement with him
“Are you cold?” He asked concerned. “Your jacket’s awful thin.”
We stopped dancing and stood listening to the rain
I grinned at him. “Please don’t start singing again.”
He sighed in mock sorrow as we walked down the street
We stopped at a bench and sat dangling our feet.
He snuggled close keeping me warm
Our voices fell silent as we listened to the storm.
My watch chimed ten. The storm began to grow. We were soon soaking wet
He became stiff suddenly “I’m late! I need to go home! My mother will be upset”
But he didn’t move. His tense muscles eased.
Sighing he took my hand and squeezed.
Time seemed to slow as my thoughts began to wander
He looked so right I thought, as I watched him sit and ponder.
I hummed then an unknown song
He tapped his foot and began to hum along
We ended the song with a gentle kiss
I sighed in rapture. Love at this moment is such lovely bliss.
I forgot to add bestest buddies and sense i can't spell thier pen names I'll do my best to anyway. Sory guys if it's wrong.
SnowWolfSpirt (both of them)
I just wanted to say thanks to everyone who has been kind enough to review my stuff. They've all been very helpful. Once i figure out how to upload stuff on this site by myself i'll update, change and add more. Once again THANKS!!
That's all for now. RIBIT!!
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