Words of the Constant
Everyone'll be raisin' a fuss over these.
Only a sucker wouldn't love this.
Sticks to your teeth.
Full of grit.
A potent potion.
I was hoping for something bigger.
Crystallized inferno.
Infused with transforming such-and-such.
A spectornament I could hang in a tree.
Completely batty decoration.
This wood look good hanging somewhere.
Almost i-tentacle to the real ones.
Eight-armed adornment.
Everyone's raven about tree decorations these days.
This seems unsanitary.
Stop! It's time! To hammer things!
It's a heavy hammer for hitting things.
If only it didn't also smell like a beefalo.
It's soggier than I would like.
At least it smells nicer than the beefalo pillow.
Who would sleep on this?
At this point... I've eaten worse things.
It's not lab-safe!
The stinging means that it's working.
This will salve a number of problems.
It beats the heat.
It conducts regenerative energy.
That's a cold stone.
It's colder than ice.
I could manipulate its temperature.
Nice and toasty hot!
It's quite warm and cuddly... for a rock!
It's an ambush!
It's a bush.
Living by yourshellf must get abalonely.
It should come with a warming label.
Don't worry, I won't go crazy with it.
It really melts away my madness.
I don't mean to wane, but it's kind of waxy.
Mmmm, sweet sereni-tea.
Insani-tea!
I should save it for desert.
Let's raise a little health!
It's so sad, I can't stand it.
They really lighten the mood.
Let's string together some ambiance.
The crab's new home will be pitcher perfect.
Shell we go to Pearl's?
Tea time!
I paid a steep price.