My Crazy Pet Frog: I Gave My Pizza A Spanking - Scott Gordon - ebook
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Great heavens! This frog really is crazy!This time he claims he’s a secret agent and that there’s a spy in his pizza.Will the world ever be the same again?Approximately 3,000 words, 10 images, and 1 big spanking.Descriptions of my other popular children's books are included after the main feature (an additional 5 pages).NOTE: A sneak peek of My Crazy Pet Frog: The Nightmare Pizza Before Christmas is included in this volume!

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My Crazy Pet Frog

I Gave My Pizza A Spanking

My Crazy Pet Frog Reading Order

My Crazy Pet Frog: I Gave My Pizza A Spanking

Secret Agent Disco Dancer: Green Eggs and a Side of Earnest Bacon

Secret Agent Disco Dancer: Was It The Lobster Bisque?

Secret Agent Disco Dancer: Double Agent Orangegrove

My Crazy Pet Frog (The original picture book!)

My Crazy Pet Frog: You Don't Know Jack (Coming Soon)

Secret Agent Disco Dancer: Santa's Super Helpers (Coming Soon)

My Crazy Pet Frog: The Nightmare Pizza Before Christmas (Coming Soon)

Secret Agent Disco Dancer: Soccer Star

© 2016 Scott Gordon. All rights reserved.

No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form (electronic, mechanical or otherwise) without the express written consent of the author.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locations or persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

E-book layout, formatting and design by Scott Gordon.

Written, edited and produced in the United States of America. Scott Gordon is proud to represent beautiful Orlando, Florida.

Image(s) licensed by DepositPhotos.com and © Julien Tromeur (#47201655, #47201661, #59887717, #36692491, #8596881), Oksana Ariskina (#78832482, #78915884), Sunny Red (#101976174), Rashchektayev Dmitriy (#1036381), Dan Barbalata (#59427351) and Wesley Abrams (#43517781, #43517767). Images for Secret Agent Disco Dancer licensed by DepositPhotos.com and © Julien Tromeur, Igor Zhuravlov (#6486687, #10351464), Dan Barbalata (#5251725), La Fabrika Pixel s.l. (#2195673), Alexander Mirokhin (#4240857), Nadezhda Averkina (Sparkly Background, #2372274), and Andrew Vodolazhsky (Disco Ball, #6664416).

First Edition (v1.0)

Published on May 14, 2016

Table of Contents

Title Page

Also by Scott Gordon

Copyright

Dedication

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

About This Series

Series Guide

On Bad Pizza

Excerpt: The Nightmare Pizza Before Christmas

Product Description

About the Author

More Fun Picture Books

Ad 1: My Crazy Pet Frog

Ad 2: Secret Agent Disco Dancer: Soccer Star

Ad 3: Secret Agent Disco Dancer: Burger Blues

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Chapter 1

I have this pet frog, you see, crazy in all ways, believes he’s a secret agent above all else.

“Secret Agent Disco Dancer here,” the frog answered the phone one day. “Yes, Mr. President? I see Mr. President. I’ll be sure to be on the lookout for Agent Buckwheat or Honeywheat or whatever his name is. I’ll even check the flower pot outside. Say hello to the First Lady for me. Bye, now.” He ended the call.

“Flowerpot? What are you going to do with my flowerpot?” I asked, not sure if I really wanted the headache.

“Oh, yeah. The flowerpot!” He raised one finger, as if he’d already forgotten. Even I can remember such things, even though I don’t have the greatest memory, unlike this crazy frog who says he solved the Riemann hypothesis--one of the great unsolved math problems of all time.

“You really don’t expect me to believe that that was the President of the United States, do you?” I followed him out the screen door.

“You’re right. I don’t.” He scooped a potted flower off my front porch and inspected it.

“And how is it he knows my unlisted phone number?”

“He is, after all, the president.”

“So what are you looking for exactly?” I crossed my arms, not certain that I wanted another of his wild answers.