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::Making Grown Men Cry Since 1992
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I am showering. A bug of some kind carries a stick to the drain and drops it in, presumably for a nest. Next, a single pollywog flips out of the drain. I coax another out with my finger. Soon there is a squirming pile of pollywogs and salamanders up to my ankles on the shower floor.