Words of the Constant
Monkey Hut
Like I said!
Treehouses are terribly flammable places to conduct experiments.
Something tells me they never learned about fire safety.
Neat, a tree fort!
What a shame. Anyway...
I prefer living solidly on the ground, thank you.
It actually gives off a rather pleasant aroma of roasted bananas...
Those monkeys seem to be enjoying the high life out here, non?
Burned to the ground!
Hark! We have found the raiders' fortress!
They've been smoked out.
This place is infested with those monkey miscreants.
That's what happens when you don't play nice!
We don't want to play in those jerks' tree house! Even if it does look like fun...
Charred remains are all that's left.
I never cared for climbing trees, no matter how many times Abby prodded me.
I suppose all that thievery leaves little time to organize a fire brigade.
Despite their affinity with the ocean, the apes still seem to prefer sleeping in trees.
Heh. This is probably why nobody lets me into their tree forts.
Ugh, nobody ever lets me into their tree forts.
I don't think it was up to code.
Looks pretty rickety to me.
Is burnt monkey house.
Is monkey house for monkeys.
Eh... maybe living in a tree ain't all it's cracked up to be.
Huh. I wonder what it might be like to live in a tree.
Poor Cheekies
Cheeky house
It looks like I missed all the fun!
Knock knock! Won't you let me in?
Didn't do it! Found it like this!
Mermfolk houses better, florp.
TRY LOOKING DOWN ON ME NOW, FLESHSACKS
THEY THINK THEY CAN LOOK DOWN ON ME?!