Words of the Constant
It was an ugly tree anyway.
Cut down in its prime.
What a gnarled old tree.
"Potato purée" is so much more fun to say than "mashed potatoes".
Looks rather familiar.
It reminds me of someone with authority.
A mask like this is earned through years of hard labor.
Something about it makes my skin crawl...
Something about it makes my skin crawl...
Something about it makes my skin crawl...
Something about it makes my skin crawl...
Something about it makes my skin crawl...
Who has time for masquerading?
Something about it makes my skin crawl...
Something about it makes my skin crawl...
She has an attitude about her.
Something about it makes my skin crawl...
Who has time for masquerading?
Who has time for masquerading?
Something about it makes my skin crawl...
That's the part that holds the sail.
I feel a little better now.
I feel a little better now.
A bit unsettling, but at least it casts a decent light.
That seems wise.
That'll be the... sail holder bit.
I can finally get this old boat up to speed!
The sooner I put it on my boat the faster I'll be on my way.
Quite impressive-looking, isn't it?
That'll be the... sail holder bit.
I hate that guy.
I can see into his pores.
I wonder how they work.
Looks almost like a key hole.
So that's where the music was coming from.
That doesn't look very comfortable.
Well, a little raw meat never hurt anybody.
Meat in a ball, quick and to the point.
I spent so much time on that!!
It's done! Finally!!
I think it's been aged enough.
I'll be old and grey before it's done...
The weather is not cooperating.
This isn't helping.
It's like watching paint dry.
A horribly time consuming way to make meat last longer.
Oh botheration!
It's done! Finally!!
I think it's been aged enough.
I'll be old and grey before it's done...