We were out for breakfast and a friend (C) stops by. He drinks half my coffee, eats off our plates and shows some pictures from a trip to Atlanta. Including some poison frogs at the Atlanta Aquarium. About 10 seconds later, A exclaims, "Poison frog!" C looks at me like, "what the hell is she saying?" and I respond, "oh, she thinks she could kill someone with a poison frog and get away with it." He wonders who she might want to kill and I muse, "oh, whoever. Haven't decided." Later, the more I thought about "poison frog!" the funnier it was.
So poison frog became an expression. Boys are stupid? Poison frog. Someone annoying you? Poison frog. And we'd found our new mascot. Vladimir Trad, the poison dart frog. Why do we need a mascot, because. He gets to go on dates, trips, concerts, etc. with us to supervise.
We also have stickers and plastic frogs just in case someone deserves a poison frog, because we are secretly 14 years old.
|Vlad, enjoying his first trip to Texas. He and his terrarium went through security just fine.|