A cat has nine lives, but a frog croaks every night.
They are both post apocalyptic but only one produces brand new cars.
The spelling.
WIFE: THEY JUST DISAPPEARED! In other room *cat is furiously stuffing missing dog posters into paper shredder*
Flash back to me bathing my cat* -Uh, this chick bro. Yeah.
Sure, you know how it works, but now it's dead.
Because she had a frog in her throat.
Because they want to.
Dead people had lives.
I set WHO free?
Some nights, I don't know.
A toad he croaks if you even touch him!
A frog. It croaks every night.