I once complained, when the wife and I stayed out in the quiet country, cuddling under the stars, to all those frogs bragging about their own sex life, because they croaked about it all night.
"Great guys! Proud of you. Now go to sleep!"
Well, turns out that they do have something to brag about.
Someone pointed out a specific frog and told me to lick it's back.
I figured that was a joke but I tried it anyway and the wife and I croaked all night and even got louder than the frogs at times.
I.M. Moleturd
