Poor kid, no one feeds him.
Oh wait, no you didn't, but you're about to for sure!
I've made it this far, maybe they'll have mercy and just let me rot and throw me away instead of eating me like my brothers.
Animals are food, not friends. Even April O'Neil knew that someday her friends were destined for the soup pot.
Don't let your fishbag steep for too long, it'll get bitter and there's nothing worse than bitter fish tea.
If my food isn't perfect I lay biblical waste to Arby's. Don't deny me horsey sauce!!!
Quit it with the cute act, cat! You're not fooling anyone. We know you're hoarding soup for the apocalypse!