Hrmm, let's see.... I had ten thousand brothers and sisters and I did not know my mother and father at all. Many of my brothers and sisters became nail salon workers and I went to Secretary's School in the Switzerland
It was there I learned the proper details of the etiquettes and finishing school and the typing. Social graces, you know! I summered in Paris and developed a habit for the Chanels, but I don't like The France too too much because they like to eat the frog's legs there. My legs are fine I know, but not tasty so stay away! Near the end of the Secretary's school I met my oldest and dearest friend Bruno, who was chief of security there. I will tell you more about him (a 65 million year old British dinosaur) later. But after I came over to the Americas, Bruno too came to follow. I worked for Dr. Hugo the noted bear psychologist and that's how I met Vic M. Monkey, the monkey who would become my spouse!But that is another story I will have to write about for you. Let's say for now , I have a very good life here and I am a lucky frog. Fabulous frog mind you, but fortunate!
<- This is me in the first class aboard the Virgins Americas.
