Aural dyslexia: "what if the car is surrounded by fog?" Which meant that she had a vision of small green amphibians surrounding the vehicle.
This would be problematic.
Can't move.
Now, I thought it was a charming idea. What a wonderful place where frogs would be in sufficiently multitudinous number to sit all around the car, just staring at it, with wide-eyed hopefullness.
"But what if we can't get out?"
Open the door carefully, then suddenly point into the distance and exclaim with happy surprise "look, insects!"
What if they say "no thanks, we already ate"?
"Look, whisky! There!"
We don't drink.
"Cigars!"
Ick poo.
I had to think for a minute.
"Look! Hot girlie frog hoochies! It's a chorus line!"
She conceded that many of them would happily hop off into the distance where my superior eye-sight and altitudinal vantage point had spied the shapely green honies, but surely some of them would say "errm, we're not into ladies..." and remain in place, blocking exit from the vehicle.
We live in San Francisco. So it is a valid concern.
A congregating of homosexual amphibians.
Tell them to follow the other males.
Fabulous green machismo.
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It ain't easy being green...
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