As a small child around 6 or 7 I lived with my grandfather in La. around Baton Rouge. I have several very memerable stories from my summer there but one in particular applies. My cousins all older than me got me into way too much trouble by doing things they shouldn't then blaming me, which brought my grumpy grandfather running after us with a switch, I always was the one caught. :P Anyway one hot summer night with the come to jesus tents all over the area (You could hear them singing and casting out demons ect..)my cousins and I snuck out of the hot house tired of all the frogs and toads keeping us up(only because my grandfather would sleep with several roaring fans going in his lazy boy in the living room were we able to do this)and captured several hundread toads and frogs over the course of the night, and put them in coffee cans that my grandfather had stacked in the back yard. Then when we got tired we put them behind the house and went to bed. It didn't take to long for them to roast in the hot La sun and die leaving an undescribable smell that my grandfather discovered. You see we didn't poke holes in the plastic lids!!:p Needless to say he caught all of us one by one and broke every switch he could cut from the trees in the front yard. This happened only after the funniest part happened the smell was so strong that the neighbors thought he had killed some of us or something and the Police were called to investigate the smell and he had to explain what we did.
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As a small child around 6 or 7 I lived with my grandfather in La. around Baton Rouge. I have several very memerable stories from my summer there but one in particular applies. My cousins all older than me got me into way too much trouble by doing things they shouldn't then blaming me, which brought my grumpy grandfather running after us with a switch, I always was the one caught. :P Anyway one hot summer night with the come to jesus tents all over the area (You could hear them singing and casting out demons ect..)my cousins and I snuck out of the hot house tired of all the frogs and toads keeping us up(only because my grandfather would sleep with several roaring fans going in his lazy boy in the living room were we able to do this)and captured several hundread toads and frogs over the course of the night, and put them in coffee cans that my grandfather had stacked in the back yard. Then when we got tired we put them behind the house and went to bed. It didn't take to long for them to roast in the hot La sun and die leaving an undescribable smell that my grandfather discovered. You see we didn't poke holes in the plastic lids!!:p Needless to say he caught all of us one by one and broke every switch he could cut from the trees in the front yard. This happened only after the funniest part happened the smell was so strong that the neighbors thought he had killed some of us or something and the Police were called to investigate the smell and he had to explain what we did.
Damn Frogs hope this helps hehe