Was down at Palm Beach in April for a few weeks hols and during a walk along the beach, espied an (apparantly) dead sea toad well up on the high water line!
Never missing an opportunity to show my young grandson my vast store of knowledge on wet scaley things, I picked up this stiff and lifeless brute and proceeded to give him a lecture on it's teeth and how they could chomp through a three oh hook in one go.................
I mean this can only be done by opening it's rigor mortis mouth and pulling open its jaws with your index finger and then showing him the boney teeth work right?.
Of course you know what is coming!!!!!!!!
Whammo! The mongrel thing responded to my attentions by latching onto my finger tip and started work on severing the tip, nail et all!
Shrieking down the beach to get to the water whilst simultanelously flinging the brute all about me in an effort to dislodge it I could hear from Grandson, "Grandapa, don't hurt it!" Yeh, right!
I finally parted company with it (the toad) and sadly withdrew from the battle to give attention to me nail - cut right through - and the deep cut on the fleshy bit now gushing blood all over the place!!!!!!
Grandson was most impressed with this performance and suggested we go off looking for some more!
Not gunna happen!