Certain advice has been posted on this forum (Lonny) about how to get you wife to like toads. I tried this with my amorous male toad spud. Spud performed on queue hugging her ring and middle fingers. It went well for 30 seconds or so and spud started doing the pulsing and heavy breathing thing male toads do. My wife didn’t care for this. My “filthy little beast” and I were been banished to the garage. I have since been allowed back in the house but the toad has not.
Other phrases that were said during this incident were:
“Where did you find him?”
“Where did I find you?”
And my favorite:
“What the hell is wrong with you” referring to me and not the toad.
Perhaps next time, if there is such a thing, the encounter will be much shorter.



Heather