Alright, maybe a frog didn't attack me. All i know is i have a vague memory of playing with a baby frog, not a tadpole, just a tiny little frog. It was on my hand. I was stroking it.

Now if i seen one, i have to get away from it.

Last summer i foolishly told my girlfriends parents about my fro-bia. Yeah, her Dad snuck of, got a frog and thrust it in my face. I ran and jumped over the fence into a neighbours garden.

I'm 23 years old.