Words of the Constant
Just some ground, eh?
Flooring fit for a king!
Turkey day is here again!
I should build a tiny axe to chop these.
Mother Nature's throwing a tantrum!
Cute little fella.
This will keep my beard dry, eh?
It'll fill ya up.
It doesn't look safe.
It's a goner.
You're a bit batty, eh?
Let sleeping bats lie, I say.
Don't look none too inviting.
Gross!
It smells kind of funny.
I got it from that big leafy hoser.
Sigh. Not a tree.
That's a doozy!
The power of the volcano is in my hand.
Nothing to do aboot that.
I feel like it wants something from me.
Thoroughly broke, that.
That's a creepy-lookin' hunk of rock, that.
Time to scoot.
Well, it's definitely not an evergreen.
I prefer flapjacks.
Just out for a walk.
Something's back there.
Where am I?
Good looking sea wall.
Just plop'r down wherever.
Well that escalated quickly.
I could sneeze it over.
I could sneeze it over.
That's a wall.
Why build walls when we could build bridges?
Looks nice'n'sturdy.
It's not much use like that.
Huh. Wonder what that's all aboot.
Crumbling but still secure, eh?
Heh, stoned again eh?
Safe and secure, eh?
Safe and secure, eh?
I miss the old you.
I like the look of that!
I like the look of that!
Oh no. Walruses again!
My granddad wore a hat like this.
This won't be safe come winter.
Walruses are nearby, eh?