THE FROG AND THE PRINCESS….
July 18th, 2005
One fine day this beautiful young girl was walking through the
woods picking flowers and wild mushrooms for her mother. After
some time she felt weary and decided to rest by the pond. Under
the shade of the big oak tree she admired the water lillies and
the beauty that surrounded her and began to snooze.
She was awakened by the sound of a frog croaking, “Excuse me”
Said the frog. ” I was once a beautiful Prince and lived in a
big castle until a wicked witch cast a spell upon me. If you
kiss me tenderly on my lips I would turn back to my former beauty
and we could marry and live in my castle, where you could wash
my clothes, cook my meals, clean the castle, make the beds, and
clean the bath for me.
Later that night, over a fine bottle of chilled Chablis with
sautéed frogs legs in garlic butter and fresh truffles she thought
to herself: “I don’t fucking think so!!”