How The Paranoid Sissy Toad Named Toddles Got His Wings
Once upon a time in a land far, far, away I'm talking amazingly far, like a five-minute walk kind of far. There was an ugly, crotchety old toad named Toddles. Now we all know that Toddles isn't a very manly name for us humans, in fact it's the kind of name that would get a kid beat up in school. Well, it just so happens that Toddles is an extremely toady name for a toad. It is the name of the greatest toad of all time, or at least of the last seventeen minutes. That hero was known as Toddles the Grand, Crosser of Roads, Survivor of Shoes, Catcher of All Things Yummy, and Toad of the Wart. He was very distinguished. But our little Toddles was nothing like Toddles the Grand, oh no. Our Toddles was a big sissy. He lived in abject fear of, well, everything. Every so often Toddles would venture outside for food, when the coast was clear and the wind wasn’t blowing. Toddles was a very skinny frog, he was afraid of flies and ate flowers instead.
One day, when Toddles was venturing outside to collect his flowers for the week, a big crow swept down and snatched him. Toddles was so terrified that he promptly fainted. Several hours later, he awoke to find himself atop a really high cliff. Deciding that he should just five up on life, Toddles ran to the edge and threw himself off. Suddenly, wings sprouted from his back and Toddles began to fly! It just so happens that Toddles was a fairy toad who was impervious to all harm and could fly. It was passed down to him from his grandfather’s uncle’s brother’s son’s son. Toddles fondly called him Dad. Everyone else called him Toddles the Grand, Crosser of Roads, Survivor of Shoes, Catcher of All Things Yummy, and Toad of the Wart. And that is how paranoid sissy toads named Toddles can fly. The End.
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