We have had pretty vile weather over the last couple of weeks culminating in good old mother nature emptying her bloated bladder all over the hapless inhabitants of Dorset , we had a whole months worth of rainfall in one sodden day.
Not much fun for us soggy mammals , seemingly works like viagra on the amphibians tho, as I discovered when I crept out on the patio to have a cigarette and almost slipped arse over tit on a couple of copulating frogs , the flippery amphibian kind not the ghastly french kind I may add.
Now your average frog doesn't go in for wild energetic shagging as such ,one just sits on top of the other one and looks a bit bored .
However I was a bit alarmed that they seemed to have positioned themselves to get a good view of the Beast thru the patio doors during this coitial encounter.
While being an object of desire during the normal course of events is a heavy burden indeed ,
****stops to sigh meanigfully***
Being a fantasy figure during
HOT FROG SEX is almost to much to bear
***collapses decorously on leather sofa***