Oon my way back from visiting old family members to make them happy, I come across this guy Justin from highschool and we start discussing using trash and poop as fertiliser for gardens. He tells me about the stuff he buries and then we start burying some random dog poo and trash in a garden that seems to be the campus of some university. I happily bury some poo and other trash along with my sidekick for some reason thinking it will all be a good idea as if the battery was getting charged from being buried. During the burial, we're outside some girls window, and they think we're being creepy because we're lurking outside their window at night, but we're just gardening!

Now I'm walking home from the gardening past a pond in the woods and realizing that I don't have a backup phone and it was stupid to have buried my sidekick. Suddenly a big dark red flying bulfrog is flying right at me. I quickly pull out a spoon and wack it tennis style! The frog blasts away, but flies right back at me. I hit it again with my tennis backhand with the convex side of the spoon. The frog finally gives up and lands in the pond. It slowly rolls into a ball and slowly spins in the water. Then it uncurls and swims down and away. Goodmorning! ~Je®®y Miah...AIM= eekeekeeek