My dad decided to have 2 kids to control the problem. When my brother and I got of age to swing a racket ball racket, he bought us each a cheap one. And we would catch them in the evening and pitch the frogs up in the air to each other to see how far we could hit them. If ya swung too hard, it was a mess....but if you swung just right, ties bastards would sail!
The rackets also served as wasp/dirt bobber slappers around the barns out back.
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