Words of the Constant
It's gone completely white.
Smells lovely.
I could never forget a face like that.
A brand new lifetime getting ready to start.
Something's telling me I should tread carefully around here.
I'm glad someone around here knows how to cook.
It's trying to drain the life right out of me!
Serves you right!
I hope it's as effective as it is disgusting.
This should expedite the growth of my garden, at least.
No thank you.
This had better work...
I think I might be sick...
They're cute NOW...
It's not like they were going to use any of that stuff.
You'll never catch me in one of those.
It warms you from the inside out.
Parts of this mechanism look... familiar...
I feel like I'm being watched...
This will save me precious time!
This mushroom manages to be worse than most.
I knew there was a reason I don't like mushrooms!
I don't like the idea of a mushroom growing on my head.
Now they smell like burnt decay.
Yuck. They smell like decay.
In the end, it made for a nice little campfire.
I'm surprised there's no mushrooms growing out of this rotten log.
The mushrooms are multiplying.
It's well past its prime.
I think it's frozen solid.
Oh good... mushrooms.
What am I going to do with all these mushrooms?
I guess it's time to find a new light.
What a strangely shaped mushroom.
Light made without oil or matches never ceases to amaze me.
I guess it's time to find a new light.
Adding some colored spores might brighten this place up.
Alright, glowing mushrooms I can appreciate.
I will not soon forget this odor.
Ugh, it's trying to grow more mushrooms.
I never did like mushrooms.
More mushrooms. Lovely.
I will not soon forget this odor.
Is it spore season again?
I'm going to trip over one of these if I'm not careful.
I will not soon forget this odor.
Don't you dare get any of those spores on me!
I wonder how it got so big? Rather, I wonder what it's been feeding on...
I will not soon forget this odor.
A particularly bad mushroom.