Words of the Constant
It's goopy.
Rocks from an old city.
And now we are king.
We will, we will, smash you!
It looks broken.
We feel cold.
It's judging us.
Leaves the beast nakey.
We ride!
It's a saddle made out of spidersnacks!
We love riding beefalo! Wheee!
We'll have lots of fun riding on this.
Wigfrid takes good care of her steed.
Yummy but... spicy!!
Makes our food last longer.
We really regret licking it. Blech.
We know it's gross but we want to lick it anyway.
What a weird rock.
They're kind of spooky.
Hey, it's growing back!
Someone already took all the salt.
You're a weird dog, but we like you!
Wendy said it's her turn to play the captain.
Not like this!!
Ouchie!
It's in our way.
Something about this rock feels off.
So bright!
Maybe it needs some chicken soup?
Are you okay, lil sapling?
These sure grow slowly.
Don't worry lil guy, it'll grow back!
I think the heat broke it.
Wow, it learned all that just by looking really hard?
Someone should address this.
He got dressed down.
Let's play dress up!
They're probably fine.
Oooh, we found a page!
It still smells like pig sweat!
We can see extra far with that on!
Oh! There's so many possibilities!
Aww. Can we make another one?
I always wanted pottery lessons!
Wow! It looks great!
That looks really nice!
There! All better!
I think it's stuck in there.
Where's your head, mister?
I think it's looking at us!