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The Frog of Ultimate Doom sat despondently atop a wilting lily pad, it's great green shoulders slumped in abject despair.

"I should never have come here," it said.

Weatherman Wally, who was at heart a kind and compassionate man, felt bad for the frog but could not bring himself to disagree.

"It's all gone wrong," said the frog. "I was going to come here, mess with you all a little, ruin a couple of festivals, and then leave."

"The weather doesn't work like that here," Wally explained, as gently as he could. "There are literal gods here."

The frog sighed.

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In the vast expanse of human experience, there most likely existed several things better-tasting than reheated slices of yesterday's pizza. Certainly there existed things with more nutritional value, some of which sat even now in the very same refrigerator that held a rapidly diminishing quantity of Mister Zip's Saturday Night Special Stuffed Crust.

Still, in this moment Syndi was unable to name a single one of them. The night was over, dawn was just peeking over the humped and turreted back of City Hall, and they had all survived. The microwave beeped, and the Ladies, tired but victorious, drew closer.


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Ongoing Verse: Teller Family History

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Eerie, Indiana/Gortimer Gibbon's Life on Normal Street

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The hot spell had finally broken, and the cooling rain pounded down on parched earth and baking asphalt.

Marshall pushed open the old-fashioned sash windows, feeling the soft give of rotting wood under a lumpy coating of thick white gloss. The air was full of the smell of wet pavement and the susurration of falling water and he leaned out, breathing deep as heavy droplets quickly soaked his skin and hair.

"Looks like Wally managed to catch that frog after all," said Simon, who was performing much the same ritual at the other window. "Or get him a date, anyway."

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There was an evil frog living in the crawl space under his house.

Wally knew this, because for the last few days it had been taunting him. Wet webbed footprints appeared across his weather map, and now Sergeant Knight and a very green-faced Officer Derek were out on Lake Eerie looking for the Shadow Over Innsmouth. Milk left on his doorstep would be curdled by a single scorching ray of sunlight hours before dawn. Errant, unseasonable breezes scattered his papers and laundry alike.

And now, all the chocolate in town was melting, and the Mayor would want to know why.

Ongoing Verse: Weather

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Eerie, Indiana/Gortimer Gibbon's Life on Normal Street

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