Grinnell Gallery
Help I'm Emo v.2
When I was seven, I had a frog named Skippy. For a second I'd like you to ponder the symbolic value of the frog... Now join me back in my reverie. Sometimes I would take Skippy to school with me. At first, the kids flocked around and wanted to play with Skippy. Eventually the novelty wore off and they would make cruel jokes one could imagine directed towards a girl whose sole claim to fame was a frog. Princes, warts... etc. Mouth-breathers couldn't even keep their amphibians straight. One day, Skippy hopped away from me, to under the foot of Rod; who had jumped off the swings. I cried, and the kids said he had wanted to die, to get away from me. Then I cried some more. Thank you for listening, but now I have to go bask in my insulted pride's sense of superiority and listen to Bright Eyes. I bet Connor Oberst had a frog.
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