i hate getting caught in drawn-out powerplays with my no-good younger brother who is always scheming to take over our family's jetpack factory, which happens to be the number one employer in our small nebraska town
the town is called "Frogs" because in 1889 the small village of Coodersville, Nebraska bestowed the honor of renaming their town (following revelations about the moral character of original town founder the Rev. Godwillsit Cooder) to Civil War hero Major General Silas Q. Cave, who was invited by the town council for a special Fourth of July event and yet never set eyes upon our sleepy little burg, instead spending the entire duration of his visit locked in a private rail car drinking straight vermouth and muttering to himself about "these fucking frogs." the townspeople worked with what they were given and in 1963 simplified the name to "Frogs"