Word: frogged
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...joke, a scorpion comes to a creek and asks a frog to carry him across it, because scorpions can't swim...
...could never contain his enthusiasm. "Let's put on a show!" he'd declare. And every one of those loveable Little Rascals would have a part in the production. Darla would flutter and swoon. Alfalfa would flutter and swoon and croon in the lead part. Froggy talked like a frog. Buckwheat made the backdrop. Everything would be just fine until those rich kids from across the block showed up. They'd mess around with the scenery. Maybe they'd push Porky down and make him cry. And then they'd nab poor sweet Darla. Thank goodness faithful Buckwheat...
Nonsense, responds Kerr-McGee Spokesman Rick Pereles. "Our product is no more dangerous than normal fertilizer." Indeed, company tests show the substance to be no higher in radioactivity or most toxic heavy metals than many other fertilizers. Aberrations like the freak frog occur naturally, note company officials; no one has conclusively linked the product to environmental or health problems...
...years ago Justin Suddeth, then 14, found a deformed, nine-legged frog at a pond near the Sequoyah Fuels plant in Gore, Okla. In 1981 an eyeless baby girl was born to parents living a few miles from the same plant. The National Cancer Institute has reported that the leukemia rate for white men in counties surrounding Sequoyah Fuels is five percentage points higher than the national average. Is there a connection? Local residents think so: Sequoyah Fuels processes uranium concentrate into ingredients for bombs and nuclear-power- plan t fuel. The factory has been cited in the past...
...pour: "Hop-Frog," "The Tell-Tale Heart," "The Cask of Amontillado," "The Raven" and "The Bells," in any good anthology, Edgar Allen Poe. By the Master of Disaster, the Big Daddy of Supersonic P-P-Pulse Rate. Each piece is guaranteed to knock a couple years off any poor pup's life. And "The Bells," especially, is a terrific way to round off your Poe-portion. Find yourself getting sleepy? Little Weak? Sorta drowsy? Recite "The Bells" aloud into a tape deck, pop your recording into an industrial strength ghetto blaster, and let-errrrrip, full volume, for dozing neighbors...