Remember there was that one piece of “Magnolia” that went just a little over the top, but was great in its context? I mean the rain of frogs. An extraordinary thing, a nice cap of light-hearted insanity on top of all the desperate, edgy insanity that had filled the story. But of course, there is no such thing as a rain of frogs.


A rain of frog’s eggs would appear to be another matter entirely.

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