Amanda the Lizard: Another Fable
It was a pleasant summer day and Ned the tree frog was hopping across the forest floor on his way to the creek.
What a perfect day to spend at the creek, he thought to himself, but I hope there’s no lizards at the creek; I don’t care for lizards.
He happened upon Tobias the toad.
“How are things today,” Ned the tree frog asked of Tobias the toad.
“Things are well on this pleasant summer day,” Tobias the toad replied. “I’m on my to creek for this is a perfect day to spend at the creek.”
“That is just what I was thinking,” Ned the tree frog agreed.
“I just hope there’s no lizards there,” Tobias the toad added, “I don’t care for lizards.”
“You and I think so much alike,” Ned the tree frog exclaimed.
“It’s probably because we’re both amphibians,” Tobias the toad said.
And so they hopped together toward the creek.
As they reached the creek they were horrified to find Amanda the lizard, basking in the sun the way that lizards do.
“Please don’t eat us,” Tobias the toad said to Amanda the lizard.
“Why would I do that,” Amanda the lizard responded quizzically.
“Lizards eat amphibians–that’s what lizards do,” Tobias the toad responded matter-of-factly.
“Don’t worry about that,” Amanda the Lizard told them, “I’ve had a change of lifestyle; I now self-identify as an amphibian…and besides, toads are disgusting.”
“What’s that supposed to mean,” Tobias the toad replied indignantly.
“Your skin is all leathery and covered with warts–it’s disgusting.”
“That’s a hurtful thing to say,” Tobias the toad said.
“And you’re really sour–it’s quite off-putting.”
“It’s just how we toads are,” Tobias the toad said defensively.
“I threw-up in my mouth a little bit just thinking about eating you,” Amanda the lizard continued.
“Okay we get it!” Tobias the toad yelled.
“Tree frogs on the other hand, are tasty little morsels, but don’t worry I won’t eat you.” she assured them.
So Ned the tree frog, Tobias the toad, and Amanda the lizard all settled down to enjoy a pleasant summer day at the creek.
After a bit of time, Ron the tree frog came down from one of the trees. Ron the tree frog was widely known about the forest as a major ass-hat.
“Well if it isn’t Ned the “supposed” tree frog,” Ron the tree frog said snidely.
“What’s that supposed to mean,” Amanda the lizard asked.
“Haven’t you heard about Ned?” Ron the tree frog chortled, “he’s a tree frog, but he lives in a bush because he’s afraid of heights. He’s a total joke in the tree frog world.”
“Okay, that’s enough Ron,” Tobias the toad told Ron the tree frog.
“Ned here was dating Sally the tree frog,” Ron continued undeterred, “but she had to dump him out of sheer embarrassment.”
“Why don’t you just leave me alone?” Ned the tree frog said dejectedly.
“Because I hate you,” Ron the tree frog said. “And another thing…”
With a lightning quick flick of the tongue and a few muted chomping sounds, Ron the tree frog was no more.
“Holy shit!” Tobias the toad exclaimed to Amanda the lizard, “you just ate Ron the tree frog!”
“He was being an ass-hat,” Amanda the lizard said in defense.
So the three of them sat by the creek and quietly enjoyed the pleasant summer day.
If you’re a tasty little morsel–don’t be an ass-hat.