“Do the throat thing again!”
“I’ll kiss you but no tongue!!”!
The guy who says “Er” is late.
“Mom? Can we go to Kentucky Fried Crickets again? I really want some French Flies.”
Yeah, I’m toad-ally into you.
“Gramma, what big eyes you have!”
Incel toad and his silicone real doll. We should have realized from the increasingly angry “ribbits” that the male loneliness epidemic had reached the amphibious world too.
"It can never work between us, darling. I am green and you are brown. Our families will shun us and we’ll be social outcasts. "
“Who says this isn’t easy?”
“My experimentation with colloidal silver has turned me into an unnatural azure being: a ghost among the living; bereft of love.”
“Fear not; my swampy grotesqueness has also bolted the door ‘twixt me and my fellow creatures. And yet, might your slime mingle with my warts? Couldn’t Slyph mate with Undine in combined ecstasy?”
“Uh, you know I have a boyfriend?”
(The warty one unleashed a screed of invective and recriminations in response to the fickleness of she-frogdom, but then you already knew he would: Jeremiad was a Bullfrog)
We have a winner! @running_coach, you’re up.
Thanks!
“Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the paddock …”
It’s really a miracle of evolution. All this machine does is trot and eat and make little horse-sharks and that’s all.
“We’re gonna need a bigger rope.”
You really shouldn’t look this gift horse in the mouth.
Ooh! Ooh! It’s Arnold Horshark.
Ding-dong-ditch - there goes Land Shark!
I’ve been through the forest on a shark with no name…
“It’s a fine steed. Measures 35 teeth high at the withers!”