Frog was outraged.
A pig?
Hah!
(Blogees may recall that after a night on the turps Frog had come home to a scene in which his beloved had called him a pig)
He would show her just how much of a pig he could be.
He rounded up his mates from the pond.
And they set off, hell bent on having a good time.
A car seemed as good a place to start as any.
Toboganning down the bonnet...
Thrill-seeking on the windscreen wipers....
And finally...
Joy riding!
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