WHY ARE NONE OF YOU FUCKERS FLIPPING SHIT?!?
NASA HAS DECLARED PLUTO A PLANET AGAIN
IT HAS MOONS!!!!! IT HAS MOONS!!!!!!!
WHAT. WHAT! PLUTO YOU FUCKING DID IT!
VIVA LA PLUTO, YOU DID IT!!!
I can’t find a source. Does anyone have any? I won’t believe it until I get a source.
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Emily lived in a kingdom next to a swamp with a high frog population (which was fantastic because there weren’t very many annoying bugs flying around).
The amphibian population was so high that whenever a witch or wizard turned a prince into a frog they would take it to the swamp so that it would be hard to distinguish between princely-frogs and regular frogs. Turning princes into frogs is actually pretty common. There is just something inherently entertaining about turning a spoiled brat into an amphibian and dropping them off in the middle of a thousand “ribbits”. It’s a coming of age spell for magic users. This curse has the standard “broken by a kiss” clause; maidens have power and potential, but the rules make it unpleasant for them.
The swamp was the least popular place in the kingdom due to all the noise, stink, and mud. Despite the possibility of finding a prince; people avoided the swamp.
Emily was a cook who knew a good opportunity when she saw one. She grabbed a large bag and tied cloth around her ears to muffle her hearing. Then she went off to the swamp to gather some new ‘ingredients’.
While she was catching frogs she was brainstorming ways to cook them. There were enough variations for a frog-themed restaurant, which would hopefully become a nice tourist attraction.
Once her bag was full she left the swamp and went home all the while imagining recipes and trying to come up with a good name.
At home she began the process of pulling a frog out of the bag, giving it a kiss (might as well try) and putting it into storage for later. The taste of swampfrog was giving her second thoughts about her restaurant idea. When she got to the last frog and pulled it out of the bag she heard a loud:
"FINALLY! Took you long enough," said the prince frog.
"You could talk the whole time." Emilly resisting squeezing the prince.
"Of course, that’s how the curse works. I just had to make sure there wasn’t a man out here who would try to kiss me."
"So I had to kiss a whole bunch of frogs because you didn’t want a guy to kiss you."
"Yes, and speaking of, I’d rather you didn’t kiss me either. I’d prefer a princess to a frogcatcher and you probably have atrocious breath after all that."
YOU HAVE FROG BREATH YOU UNGRATEFUL PRINCE…but instead of shouting she just smiled.
"Just take me to some officials and I’ll get you some nicer clothes as a reward. Smiling because of the clothes?" He asked.
"I finally figured out the name of my restaurant."
Whether you order the special at Prince Legs is up to you.
Don’t be a brat.
Thoroughly cook your meats to avoid getting food poisoning.
Bestfriend writes good stories
Working at LUSH: the saga
I have had men some into a store I used to work at asking if “this hairspray will work on men” and when I said yes they said “but it’s purple”
LITERALLY MY LIFE.
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Hocus Pocus, 1993