Frog Butt Meme Novels & Stories

If he wasn’t going to be entertaining, my social media feeds would be. I unlocked the screen and a grin instantly spread across my face. “Ha!” I laughed out loud, the sound sharp and sudden in the room. The guy on top of me actually flinched. “V-Victoria? You okay?” “Shut up and keep going,” I snapped, not even looking back at him. “If you can.” My thumbs flew across the screen, scrolling through the glorious, beautiful chaos. Every platform was on absolute fire. My timeline was a waterfall of videos and memes, all about the epic shitstorm at a place called the ‘Fuzzy Bunny.’

"Why are we in a forest, Rain? This place is creepy! Argh! What is that?! Is that a frog?! Oh my God! I swear if that disgusting thing will come closer to me, that thing is dead! I swear! Ahh! Get it off me! Get it off me!" Greka shrieked. "Would you just shut your mouth Greka?! And that's just an adorable frog, that thing can't harm you jeez," I rolled my eyes at her.

Rhalia fired off, followed by a slew of red flags and eggplant emojis. "I don't know how you did it, but girl... It's been what? Almost a year?? And you still don't feel the urge to jump that absolute Adonis??" Liora added with her signature dramatic flair. I felt heat rush up my neck as I fumbled with my phone, frantically typing, "Oh my God, guys-", but before I could send it, Maelis delivered the kill shot. It was a meme of dogs humping in full force, with the caption: "Don't be shy, sweetheart. If you need tips, I can help. 😈💅"

Frog pointed his other needle at Jinx and sent him flying back into the weird vision quest he had come from. Ignoring the swearing still trailing back into the room from Jinx as the portal closed, Purl turned to Frog. He rolled the needle the other Fate had thrown at Intarsia across the table. "What the fuck has crawled up your butt, Frog? You've been a nightmare to work with for weeks now."

There were another few dozen texts, all along the same lines and starting around the time I’d met Zane. Could they be from Scott? Maybe. They might also be from anyone else whose name began with “S,” or any other letter. You couldn’t tell anything from online names, except sometimes that someone had a sense of humor or when they put their ideology in their name, like KillAllHumans142. I went back to my main feed and found a photo of Jordan giving his brief speech, along with a few-dozen comments about his age and declaring him attractive. It seemed harmless. It was there, however, that I found a meme I greatly disliked. It showed my face on a white wolf’s body with wings. The wolf was also d

It’s just a hawk, not even a very big one. It’s like I’m jittery. I don’t get jitters. I get stoked. Aggressive. Fallon lands a high kick, forcing Conor back a step. Fallon stumbles, falls on his ass, squashes his balls, shrieks, and then tumbles off the log as he curls up like an armadillo. It’s funny as shit. Conor and Gael crack up, but I hardly break a smile. I’m missing something. We should go back to camp.

What if he was going? What if people talked again? My stomach flipped. Before I could spiral any further, my phone buzzed in my hand again — but this time with a name that made my heart do something dramatic and stupid. Noah Carter. I froze. Then forced myself to be normal. Cool. Chill. (Which meant staring at the name for a solid ten seconds without moving.) He was just sending a meme. Some dumb video of a cat falling off a counter too dramatically. But then: Noah:

“Remembered their names perfectly. You’ve had a bit of a growth spurt, haven’t you? You’re almost as big as your dad.” Frogboy seemed pleased with this comparison. “The soft one, is she here? I liked her jelly humps.” “Erm,” said Dudley. “If you don’t mind, that’s no way to talk about a lady.” It certainly wasn’t, but I was pretty sure he was talking about Flossie. “The girls. Yes.” I tried to remember what we were talking about. “Yes,” said Nabbo, “did you ever spawn with your mate? You always seemed the type to put a foot in the pond but never dive in.”

I look down when my phone vibrates. Elecguit: WE ARE HERE DUDE BROOO!! Drumbob: one, dudebro still sounds shit. Two: THE TRASH CAN JUST VIBRATED Drumbob: I mean I heard a vibrating sound. Imagine trash vibrating lol that would feel good Elecguit: wait does that mean you are inside the big trash can? AllAboutThatBass: Bobert, you're disgusting. Aust, that sounds stupid. Drumbob: YO THE TRASH KEEPS VIBRATING DUDES!

He replied. This time, I ensured that he didn’t remember me. So I baldly sent a picture of mine and waited anxiously. 「Wanna F?」I added. We were accustomed to use F to stand for Fuck. That was the popular style I learned from my cousin Karen, who was one of my Ex-boyfriend Fletcher’s friends of benefits. 「Hmm.」He only replied such a confusing message first, but then another message followed, 「Pretty hot, but sorry I don’t fuck my nephew’s girl.:)」He even sent me an emoji of a smiling face.