Words of the Constant
Yeesh. That's really far down there, eh?
As easy as looking over the plains of Alberta.
Good eating, that.
It's not plaid, but it'll do.
Pretty extravagant!
I'll cook this up good.
Could use some marshmallows.
Looks like some sorta fancy potato.
These would be of more use to me planted.
I don't want nothin' to do with that, eh!
We don't need a fancy light.
We don't need a fancy light.
We don't need a fancy light.
That's a fancy one, eh?
Ready for a night in the city.
Yep. That's a light.
That's a fancy one, eh?
Yep. That's a light.
That's a fancy one, eh?
We don't need a fancy light.
We don't need a fancy light.
Ready for a night in the city.
That there's one pointy fish.
Sugary. Good.
I don't trust birds that can't fly, either.
What's in here?
It tastes like justice.
Too cold for you?
It's hatching.
Is it crying?
Birds are never prompt.
Anytime now.
I should steal its egg to teach it a lesson.
Nothing there.
Stickier than tree sap, that.
Simple little light, that.
You do what you gotta to survive.
Fuel's low.
It's off.
It's running like a dream.
Yep. There's tar down there.
Slower going than Toronto traffic.
I could go for some tea.
Welp. Better get choppin'.
Helps with allergies, eh.
Too late to plant this now.
It's better if you let them grow a little.
It's growing up to be a jerk, just like its parents.
Are you ALWAYS hungry?
It's getting wild with hunger.