Words of the Constant
I'm surprised it doesn't sting me.
Smells like honey roasted wood.
Brimming with stickiness.
A box of honey just waiting to happen.
Come on, bees. You can do it!
Oh, honey!
Just a touch of honey in there.
You and I could definitely get into some trouble.
You look like you're up for an adventure.
Makes fine wool. And even finer manure.
Aw. Someone should knit it a coat.
Having a bad day. Having a bad hair day too.
I'm sure he can walk it off.
Now I only have to teach it to fly.
I bet I could shave it right now and it wouldn't even notice.
It's all the rage with my beefalo friends.
A woolly projectile.
I'm wearing this the next time I go out on the town.
I like it better when it's making me honey.
If those bees were nicer to me, I might feel sorry for them.
Swell. Someone's trying to kill me.
Aww... Those bees made it just for me.
I could ring it. That'd be fun.
That's about the most interesting bell I've ever seen.
An equalateral adventure.
Juicy little projectiles.
They may be squishy but they'll still fly through the air.
Needs a manure-ing.
Aww... Are all those berries for me?
It's missing something... Oh yeah, berries!
Cold enough for you? Obviously not.
Mmmm... leaf berries. Looks delicious.
Mmmm... leaf berries. Looks delicious.
There's always a bigger fishing rod.
I can't even see this guy's head, he's so big.
Spun himself to death.
Excuse me while I avoid your quills.
Stay asleep so I can get that lotus flower.
You could poke someone's eye out with this.
Seaborne glowing stuff!
Well, I wanted to see something new.
(sigh) I never could keep pets.
I know how it feels to be grounded.
He's peckish. I can tell because he's pecking.
I'll let you out if you fly me away from here.
Someone should clean that out. Unfortunately, that someone has to be me.
Sleep well and dream of clouds.
Looks like he could eat a horse. I don't have a horse.
It keeps the little birdies grounded.
Perfectly projectile shaped.