Words of the Constant
Tent
Nothing left to sleep in.
I get sort of crazy when I don't sleep.
I guess I set it up too close to the campfire.
I always sleep better in a tent.
It looks like nap time is over, permanently.
I guess it wouldn't hurt to take a quick little nap...
A good night's sleep, up in smoke.
For roughing it.
It has been razed.
Sleep this night, and prepare for battle on the morrow.
That's a bit burned for my taste.
That's a bit rustic for my taste.
The fire destroyed it.
It's way past our bedtime!
A preview of the fires of Hell.
Sleep is but a preview of death.
It wasn't doing me much good anyhow.
Sleeping in there would give me a stiff neck.
Well, I've still got my badges.
I got all the badges in Girl Scouts.
Yup. Just like camping.
Putting the tent together is the best part of camping.
Nothing left to nap in.
It is time for a mighty nap.
I don't think it can still be considered a tent.
I'm used to sleeping in worse.
Turned to ash
Little home
Burnt down, down to the ground.
I could catch a wink, I think.
It burnt up.
Sleeping place.
UNSATISFACTORY CONDITIONS FOR REBOOT
I CAN REBOOT IN THERE