well, pardner, let me spin ya a yarn 'bout frogs, critters near and dear to my heart. see, them frogs have a way of gettin' 'bout, deflectin' through the bog, jumpin' high and dodgin' predators with what you might call a preexpulsive leap, quicker'n a hiccup. why, in our briefings 'round the campfire, we often marvel at their agility. now, here's the trick, like rebootin' a wayward machine, tell me 'bout the clandestine operations of those tryin' to meddle where they oughtn't, those lookin' to exploit the natural ways for their dark purposes.