Rant 7: The Underground Resistance

This little chat group has expanded beyond the rather small initial amount of people that had previously resided within it. It is like returning to a changed world, where the rulers are frogs, and the military was overrun by kittens. If I suddenly woke up in a world like that, I'd probably wear a frog outfit. Since there are a lot of frogs, I'd have to choose it carefully, as our rulers and masters, the frogs, would probably see through a plastic mask and deem me a traitor. I don't want to be a traitor, especially if I had no idea who I was trait-ing against. I assume there would be an underground faction of resistance fighting for the good cause, because every movie/video game/book/tv show/fable/cave-drawing/crop-circle says this is absolutely the case. When I find these freedom fighters, I would probably ask for a candy bar. Who can "fight the man" without a Kit-Kat bar? I sure can't. After eating my Kit-Kat bar and instantly gaining the trust of the resistance just like every radio-drama/opera/internet article/music lyrics/story told by old people says will happen, I will then figure out how to usurp the evil frog empire from power. I probably would need to wipe out the entire population of flies to cut off their food source, but then, would I be any better than those evil frogs? The best plan of action is to send them all on a complimentary cruise to Alaska, where I am sure Sarah Palin would still be alive, and she would take care of them for me. Only then, could I truly bring the world back to its rightful balance, where it is ruled by me, and the former resistance: the Penguins.