Okay, this is something that I was totally unprepared for. I loaded a couple of pages in the fax machine, punched in the number, and hit send. That’s when things went horribly wrong. Immediately, the paper jammed in the feed and I got the beep alarm that a jam was occurring – as if the paper being crumpled in the loader wasn’t clue enough.
I opened the lid, looked inside at the rollers and found … what the heck is that rubbery looking thing. Whoa! That’s a frog’s leg! The little bugger musta found a nice quiet, dark spot within the confines of the top paper loader in the fax machine. I wonder what he was thinking as I was punching in the phone number and then hit send. “Hey, what’s the white stuff being jammed in my bedroom? What’s that beep, beep, beep noise? Whoa! Stop! Everything’s moving! Oh darn, there goes my leg. If this doesn’t stop soon, my frog buddies will be calling me tripod and I’ll only be able to jump in circles.”
Okay, maybe it was simply “akdji sdfkjswe djkjnnwo;akjd @%%(@&#” that went through the frogs mind. Guess that’s better than his butt.
I thought the little dude would have been rollered flat like the Coyote in the Road Runner shows. Nope. I pulled the paper out and out he jumps. I don’t know if he cursed me or thanked me. Judging by what looks like his toes giving me the “finger” while his leg was jammed in the rollers, I’m pretty sure he cursed me. Actually, I’m pretty sure it’s the same frog that peed on me when I rescued him in the shop. He’s got it out for me. I can see now he’s going to play Coyote to my Road Runner. Beep, Beep.