Tuesday, December 15, 2009
"Of Man's First Disobedience, and the Fruit Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal taste, Brought Death into the World, and all our woe"
Yah, okay, I disobeyed what my mother told me at a young age...I tasted the forbidden fruit. In forbidden fruit, I mean 'kissed a boy.' Now, I don't think it brought any death into my life, but it sure did bring and continues to bring 'woe.' That first kissed lucky frog, let's call him Adam Frog, was my neighbor. We were unbelievably young and we loved to play together. We weren't playing doctor or house or even tag, but rather, who could be the better kisser. Sad, I know. We would sit out behind the steps of our apartment building and practice kissing. I loved it. He was my best friend and we shared our secret with no one. When we weren't kissing, we were making fun of Booger Boy who picked his nose and ate his boogers. That is, until one day when Adam Frog had a red rash under his bottom lip. What the???? He said it was because he constantly licked that part of his chin, but I thought it was because he had some disease and I was not wanting to take part in contracting it. The first wart I encountered on a frog and I had to throw him back in the water. Soon after, we moved and I left Adam Frog and his warts behind.
Lesson Learned - Don't kiss boys too soon, because it's that much sooner they become a frog. More importantly, look at those lips before you kiss them, because if there are warts, you might get them too.
(Thank you so much to mozart-survivor from DeviantArt for the use of the adorable photo!)