DO THE TOADWALK!

[Señor CB's Note: I hesitated to post this, since myriad aggrieved parties are of the opinion that I am somehow exploiting the natural hilarity that gushes forth from Mount Toadman on a daily basis. I do my best to sprinkle Toadman posts among the various other abundant episodes of cheap bastardry; however, I cannot in good conscience turn a blind eye when on a whim the Old Man gets it in his head to slap on volleyball knee pads AND my running shoes AND THEN shimmies across the roof in them AFTER striking a pose best described as Rocky Scissorhands...So please, I ask that you enjoy responsibly the simple pleasures of Toadwalk by clicking on the image below.]