Yes, that’s the head of a frog. And one limb. Laying on the floor in my closet.
Take a closer look. Just the head here. The special-effects required to fake something this gross are beyond my capability. I am capable of taking a close-up of a disembodied froghead, though.
Yes, I knew Al had something he was chasing/playing with/torturing to death. Yes, I knew Al had killed the frog. No, I didn’t remove the little corpse. Yes, I did mention to my husband that there was a dead frog in my closet. And then…there was just a head. And one limb. That’ll teach me.
