Words of the Constant
Science protect my fires out here.
I'm glad we're surrounded by water.
It's getting low.
As cozy as it gets.
It finally went out.
I'll need to refill it soon.
It's not in shipshape right now.
For keeping my ships in tiptop shape!
It says I can hire my own town guard.
Pool's gold.
Each one is a tiny mystery.
I cooked all the life out of 'em!
Darn it! Darn it all to heck!
Yikes!
It's shark fin-ished!
You've got to be kitten me!
Is that sand pile purring?
That is a rather large pile of sand.
A sleek fin.
I wish I had gills.
What a dangerous looking hat.
These things sure are persistent.
Shear-ly delightful.
A place to put stuff.
A place to put stuff.
Basic.
It could use some work.
It could use some work.
A place to put stuff.
This doesn't make sense.
A place to put stuff.
A place to hang your hat.
A place to hang stuff.
A place to put stuff.
Functional.
Nice use for a ladder.
A place to put stuff.
A metal place to put stuff.
A place to put stuff.
It could use some work.
A place to hang stuff.
A place to put stuff.
A place to put stuff.
Ahoy!
And so, I sail away into the horizon!
There's a lot going on underground.
It won't provide much shade now.
A nice place for an afternoon rest, safely out of the heat.
It comes from a spider's butt.
Better you than me.