I've always had a soft spot for the Texas Christian University Horned Frogs. Ever since they were the perennial doormats of the Southwest Conference - the squashed frogs so to speak. I think it probably has to do with the fact that the only Big 12 mascot I've ever held in my hand is a horny toad. They're a bit scratchy but if you handle a horny toad gently they will place their trust in you and rest quietly in your hand. Try that with a Longhorn and you'll get trampled. And don't talk to me about a Sooner. Try and hold one of them in your hand and they're liable to go off half cocked.
So in honor of Thanksgiving. Go Horny Toads!
UPATE: It has been brought to my attention that I may have inadvertently committed the French literary act of 'double wonton dray'. To which I respond that I would never knowingly do anything French, nor do I have any familiarity with deviant Oklahoma sexual practices. And anyone from the University of Tulsa who says otherwise had better remember the severe penalties for violating their Fraternity Initiation vows.
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