A few years ago, Carrie and I went to Canada's Wonderland. The night before some of our group were stupid enough - knowing we had to go on roller coasters the next day - to get really really hammered. The next day Carrie felt so bad that she didn't want to go anymore - but I was so excited that she felt guilty so we packed into the car (good friend). I then proceeded to make her go on every single roller coaster in the park.
After one particularly insane roller coaster, Carrie feels like she is going to be sick. I go with her behind this little building into this little area surrounded by trees. Carrie crouches down taking the "I'm going to hurl" stance and I assume the look out post. Then from behind me I hear Carrie yell "STOP LOOKING AT ME!", I turn and yell "I'm not looking at you!". Carrie whimpers, "Not you. Him." and points to a frog who is directly in front of her staring her in the face. I nearly peed my pants laughing. It was such a ridiculous vision.
Speaking of odd places to find a frog...another reason to wash your salad.