Amazing sex
Grandad February 15th, 2009
Every year for the last few years, The frogs have spawned in our lake on February the 14th.
Not the 13th.
Not the 15th.
The 14th.
Every year on the same night. I find it incredible that their timing is so accurate.
I was sad this year, because the weather has been so different. Instead of the usual cold, wet miserable February that we normally get, we had a fucking freezing wet miserable February. There was no way that those frogs were going to spawn.
I went for a stroll this morning around the estate, and happened by the lake.
There it was.
A seething mass of jelly covering a fair portion of the water.
Those little buggers had been shagging their brains out right on cue and the evidence of their frenzy was plain to be seen.
How do they know the date?
So there you have it. Love is not in the air on St Valentine’s Day.
It’s in the water.
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