Words of the Constant
I wonder who chiseled that.
Take it easy. You don't looks so good.
Nothing in that bush anymore.
Fancy lookin' but it still just holds food.
I got no idea what they'd grow into.
I'll need to bake it.
For making little stews and stuff.
A lucky coin.
Save this for a rainy day.
Gotta watch I don't turn into a rich dope.
We could bust outta here with enough of these.
I get crabby when I'm hungry. Ha!
It's a big lump of cooked crab.
Here lil crabby crab.
Fresh roughage.
I ain't much of a baker.
Cooked roughage.
Let's throw it up on that altar, hey?
Perfect.
It's the right food, but it don't look too filling.
Well this ain't right.
It's a little toastier than normal.
Makes everything taste better.
Bet that brought out the flavor.
I got no idea what they'd grow into.
What's goin' on, squirt?
I try to support local artisans.
Got anything for me?
Time for a cookout!
I need to to find a firepit for this to work.
Big enough for a small cookout.
Now where can I put this...
I never done farmwork.
Hmmm... looks like the key to a safe.
It's a gate key.
That'd be a street lamp. Yep.
That's a light.
Ah! A job that could use some elbow grease!
Zero form, zero function.
Anything good in there?
It's full of stuff I could use.
Wouldn't mind popping these suckers into the pot.
Well, they don't LOOK poisonous.
It's just a stump.
I hate chopping vegetables.
Done and done.
I got no idea what they'd grow into.
It's a regular ol' oven.
Welp. Another day, another project.
Nice metalwork.