The summer of 2016 has been marred by horrific reports that have terrorized us, but enough about the presidential election. In this sea of doom, there is a beacon of hope, with reports of the most significant, uplifting, glorious, scientific discovery this year. It is huuuuuuuuge.
Dedicated, observant, scientific researchers have uncovered a seventh mating position for frogs. Birds do it, bees do it and apparently frogs do it, but until recently, they only did it six different ways. I am not making this up and based on my extensive research, I am assuming the report is true.
That’s right, for many years it was believed that the 7,000 species of frogs mated in only six positions. However, recently the Bombay night frog of India was observed utilizing a new position, labeled the “Dorsal Straddle”.
You may think frog sex is boring, but I learned so much in researching this topic. I found the diagrams of the six previous mating positions and the new “#7”. Most of these are rather conventional and feature the male engaging the female from the back. I would call it “froggy style”. There is one strange position called the “independent”, where the frogs do it back-to-back, facing in opposite directions. I assume that species using this method are extremely ugly and this is the human equivalent of doing it with the lights out.
However, the new “Dorsal Straddle” is by far the kinkiest of the bunch. The male uses his toes to grab on to the twig the female is sitting on. This gives him increased leverage and --- I can’t describe what happens next without violating the decency standards of this blog. But let’s just say it’s nasty, very nasty, hot frog sex. The Bombay night frog now is considered a true stud in the frog kingdom and is getting his own chapter in the Froga Sutra.
Frogs also have an interesting mating ritual. In fact, Froggy does go a-courtin’ M-hm. The procedure is very simple and there is no need for any consentforms. The male frog expresses his desire to mate by croaking loudly. Female frogs find croaking very sexy and approach the male. If the female finds the male acceptable, she indicates her desire by making physical contact. At that point, it’s on! No changing her mind or getting upset if he doesn’t call the next morning!
If the female frog doesn’t consent, “no means no” and the horny frog must keep croaking to find another lay. In effect, frog dating is much more civilized than what happens on college campuses these days and makes male frogs more gentlemanly than most young guys and much better than Bill Cosby.
Of course there was something peculiar to me about this story. In order for it to be true, it meant there has to be “frog sex researchers” who get paid high salaries to observe and document frog sex practices. Now if you knew these great jobs existed when you were in high school, you would have paid more attention in Biology class, wouldn’t you?
So apparently there are people whose job is to watch thousands and thousands of hours of frog porn, just waiting to make some great discovery. Titles such as “Freaky Froggy”, “Hop On This” and “Swamp Sluts”, Part 1, 2, and 3, are viewed for research purposes only. One of the researchers involved in this new discovery was quoted as saying “It has been a wonderful experience to observe the breeding sequence”. Wonderful indeed!
You might think this would be a fun and easy job, but you have to wonder what the impact is of carefully watching frog porn on a daily basis.
Consider these examples:
Margie is a married frog sex researcher. She appears to be prim and proper, dressed in a white lab coat with her hair tied in a bun. But when she gets home after binge watching frog porn --- Oh My!
(Conversation between Margie’s husband Brad and their neighbor)
Neighbor: Did I hear loud croaking noises coming from your bedroom last night?
Brad: (sheepishly) Well, you know Margie works at the institute studying them frogs. She’s says the croaking really turns her on. I oblige and soon we are hoping all over the bed.
Neighbor: Okay, I guess that also explains the incident in your hot tub last week. Oh, and you still have a bit of lily pad stuck in your hair.
Coincidentally, Margie and Brad’s sons are named Kermit and Tadd.
And then there’s Roger, the young, single, biologist, who struggles in his personal relationships. His perfect mate would be a shy, demure, woman. However, when he is out trying to find that lady, he is always magnetically attracted to any woman with a tight, green, vinyl, dress, smooth skin, and impressively strong legs. All she has to do glance at him with her bulging eyes, and Brad starts to bulge as well.
Soon they are back at Roger’s "pad", where the heat is turned up and they go at it like, like, …. well like frogs. Sometimes the relationship lasts a few more dates, but it soon ends when Brad asks if she want to play “frogger” (and he doesn’t mean the video game) and she notices the vat of pond scum by the bed.
So friends, no matter how depressed you may get over current events the rest of the year, you can still find joy in knowing that many frogs are enjoying hotter, kinkier, sex than ever before!
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