Words of the Constant
Treasure!
That's too strong to break through!
Fan-tastic.
Ack! That's terrifying!
I bet I could fly if I held two of these.
I don't want to wake them.
A hat, made of bat.
I hate those things, even when they're dead.
At least it's not coming back.
Is the bat hide-ing in there?
I made them with my face.
What a bear of a badger.
Welcome to the hibernation station!
A mat of thick fur.
It's so warm and comfy.
Looks comfy, but it smells like mildew.
To bee or not to bee.
Careful!
How did it get burned?!!
It's full of honey.
Bees!
It's empty.
I should wait a bit.
This one is slightly less smelly than the others.
He's coming along peacefully.
It's a beefalo!
Aww, he's so sad.
It looks deeply angry.
Hmmm, there may be too much food inside it.
This fellow appears quite ridable.
These guys are really heavy sleepers.
That's a case of hat-hair waiting to happen.
It smells like beefalo tears.
Protects your skin, but squashes your meticulous coiffure.
It's buzzing with activity.
It buzzes when I shake it.
Bottled mosquito rage!
Beeswax is a scientifically proven preservative!
Dingalingaling.
It's scientific!
Gives me an uneasy feeling.
Red berries taste the best.
I don't think heat improved them.
I think it needs to be fertilized.
Red berries taste the best.
Maybe they'll grow back?
Nothing will grow in this heat.
To catch a big fish, you need a big rod.
That is one biiig foot.
Haha. It's dead.