Frogger Blogger

Ever since I was a wee tadpole, I knew I had one true calling. I wanted to leap to heights never seen. I wanted to be the best Frogger blogger there ever was! So I’m starting a brand new Frogger blog! This is part one of a 401 part series that is sure to bring some traffic to the site. I’ll be describing every jump, leap, and hop. My frog friends and I will fight our way through freeways fraught with frightful freaks and frothy flooded fjords. I feel we’re at the forefront of froggy freedom for all!

But it all starts with a single frog, trying to get home. I began by hopping past cars, trucks, and other nondescript, pixelated vehicles. Why did I go through all that trouble? To get to the other side, of course.

I then found myself at the river, where I hitched a ride on a turtle’s back and then jumped onto a log. On that log was a lovely lady frog. She jumped on my back for a ride home. A few hops later, we made it back to her pad. We had insectual relations–we shared some bugs for lunch and I met her mother. I have a lovely croaking voice, so I gave her a ribbit for her pleasure.

As I continued my quest, I led the frogs to freedom. One after another. It was a huge success and I made a big splash. Many doubted me, but I toad you I could do it. I don’t want to bog you down with all the details, because I’m afraid you’ll just dissect my story. All I know is that time flies when I play this game. I don’t even mind that it doesn’t have analog controls.

Now I must ponder how to write 400 more Frogger blog entries; I’m going to be swamped!

Thought for the day: Would Frogger eating Pacman frog food be considered game-jumping?