Words of the Constant
Cactus
Sharp but delicious.
Deflated, but still spiny.
Intrinsically reactionary!
I assume it will grow back.
It's fine if you just leave it alone.
Ouch! I got prickled.
I say, it's a bit prickly.
Put up a bit of a fight, by golly.
I bet it has a sharp flavor.
It will live to prick again.
It does have admirable armor.
It will return.
Puffer plant.
Cactus? More like flat-tus!
It's got more things coming out of it than we do.
It's got no meat left in it.
Knives out.
Flattened.
It's almost like it doesn't want to be eaten.
I'd be okay if it didn't grow back.
A young barrel cactus.
Desperate times, desperate measures.
IT BE POINTY FOODS
IT GIVE'TH WILBA OUCHIES
Spines! My weakness! How did you know?
We'll call it a tie.
Wolfgang not like sharp plant.
Ha! Is flat plant.
That's gonna hurt.
It certainly did.
Ye have a sharp taste ye do.
Ye been freshly pricked. I mean picked.
Ouch Friend
Grow, Ouch Friend! Grow!
PROTECTIVE BARRIER PRESENT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.
NO NUTRIENT-RICH MATERIAL REMAINING AT THIS TIME