I'm a guest of the President at the White House. I have my frogs with me, they are in a dilapidated attic with a forest floor at a steep angle, parallel to the roof. I'm having trouble keeping them in their tanks and difficulty keeping from sliding down the slope myself. While I'm trying to get a few I've caught back in, they all escape.
A childhood friend is helping me and thinks he saw one go out a window. We climb out onto the roof - which also has a forest floor and my friend catches it, but drops it. Then I catch it and it's not a frog, but a spider. I lose my footing and fall off the roof.
When I try to go back in a security guard asks to see my pass. I tell him I've been staying there several days, he responds that he hasn't seen me check in through the front door. I tell him I've been coming and going as I please through the back door because I'm a personal guest of the President. I'm looking for the pass in my wallet, and find it, but it has had sections torn off it making it no longer valid. I tell him to just go ask Obama, he'll confirm it's OK I'm there. Just then a high ranking official walks by and I ask him to confirm to the security guard I'm a guest, which he does. The security guard says, "OK, I'll let him in but this is sedition."
By then I can find no frogs, they've all found hiding places under leaves. I'm sad but tell myself it will be fun starting another collection of all new frogs.
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