Words of the Constant
I miss grandpa's fishing trips.
Fishies for the taking!
At least we know how to make fish sticks.
Taco Tuesday!
Flaky and moist. Delicious.
A whole school! Let's give them homework.
No fishies.
A fish! It looks lonely.
So many fish!
We drew the sign ourself.
Fish friends!
All dogfish go to heaven, right?
Flaky and moist. Delicious.
It would probably be better cooked.
It's a little fishy.
Boney.
The ground is angry.
Oh, to feel a sharp edge against my skin.
There must be a way to grab it.
We agree that flowers are nice.
Colorful crown.
Five servings a day.
Oooh, a glowing ball of flower!
Oooh, a glowing ball of flower!
Oooh, a glowing ball of flower!
This flower is decidedly not nice!
This flower is neat!
Aww so sad!
Why is it so aggressive!
Soft and leafy.
We could be good at football, much better than I was!
Cripes! We can't wait for these crepes!
A hop too far.
Ack! Sticky tongue!
Oblivious amphibious.
Sandwich for me, frog legs for him.
A fraction of a frog.
I admit, I've acquired a taste for these.
I'm not sure these are edible like this.
I wonder if all the poison is out of them now.
That's too bad.
Wow! You're really colorful.
Sleepy little guy.
Pile o'fruit.
Fluffy, and not from a spider.
Yikes. Let's stay away from that!
We are protected from sick smells.
Now we won't cough so much.
I wish I'd been a robot.
Looks empty.