An economic collapse shattered their belief in capitalism and brought them new wisdom that as long as everyone had toe jam whether for sock lining, nourishment, facial scrubs or just for throwing about and general horse play then all would live in harmony
With their new found wisdom the Bogfolk left the land of Hollywood with its golden socks and platinum shirts, and once again set out on their journey to find the life sustaining Oak sap.
Time flew when Mr Turtle was having fun, riding on the back of Rabbit, bouncing, slipping off and getting back on, dodging the nearby schoolboys' random gunshots, clawing at Rabbit's thick wild skin, but this wasn't the first adventure they'd had.
"Oh great, now I am going to be eaten by a dirty human, for God's sake somebody help me, ahhh her teeth are green and it smells like....." screamed a cricket.
There was a sprinkle who inherited a bubblegum flavored popsicle stick manufacturing facility and made a bajillion million dollars, since sprinkles are afforded equal rights due to affirmative sprinkle action in the society of cloud cuckooland.