Words of the Constant
Guacamole, guac-guac-amole!
Bat droppings. Lovely.
There's an infinite number of ways this could go very badly.
An apple improved by a delicious candy coating.
Something sweet that never goes bad, what's not to love?
Oh alright, I'll take a nibble.
If nobody else wants them I'll happily take them.
That seems like a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Sweet mixed with spicy!
Delicious candied corn to munch on.
Who is trying to pass this ordinary corn cob off as candy?
That'll be something to chew on for a while.
I'll stash some extras in my pocket, I'm sure the children would love some hard candy.
Do you think I was born yesterday?
A little extra fiber never hurt anyone.
This little ghost I like.
Chewy, and only a little wormy.
Fear keeps you safe, but bravery keeps you going.
I can feel the potential radiating out of it.
I'm a clocksmith, not a chemist.
This might have been a frivolous use of my time...
It smells like shifting possibilities.
What a gloomy way to celebrate.
I guess I could spend a little time decorating.
Ugh, I don't want to be reminded of them.
I might as well put it up somewhere.
It's meant to be displayed on a tree, if I recall.
There's so many real ones flying about, it seems a bit redundant.
Well, the pig had it coming.
Sometimes things need undoing.
It's a heavy hammer for hitting things.
It looks quite comfortable.
Who thought this was a good idea?
What a lovely fragrance!
It's horribly scratchy.
Disgusting!
It might be nice to kick back and unwind... for a minute or two.
That won't help, what I need is time!
This wretched concoction might buy us a little time.
A quick application couldn't hurt.
It conducts regenerative energy.
It's cool to the touch.
It's ice cold.
This isn't an ordinary rock.
I almost singed my fingers!
Something to warm up these old bones.
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on you again!
Was that rosebush there a second ago?
Ha! She's just as crabby as ever.
It'll keep the chill out of my bones.